Return of Activity

Return of Activity - 2/23/2015

Greetings everyone!

After a longer-than-intended hiatus from blogging, I have returned to post once more on my blog. I will continue as I have before: expressing my opinions on various matters, including those in regards to the BDSM lifestyle and things closely related to that. In addition, I will also be posting some samples for my next upcoming erotica entitled In Her Hands and hopefully will garner some interest in the work in doing so. With that being said, I will briefly discuss what this erotica will entail and also provide a brief sample of the work as well.

While my previous work of erotic writing featured various stories in regards to different ways in which individuals can feel and express sexual arousal and how it affects their very way of life, my upcoming work will focus on a powerful relationship established within the lifestyle: the relationship between the Dominant and the submissive. For me, the relationship itself is very much important due to the fact that quite a few factors go into ensuring the productive synergy between a submissive and their Dominant other. Among these factors are trust, care, understanding, education and of course, the desire for pleasure. It is absolutely a two-way street and it is because of that dynamic that it intrigues me greatly.

As such, with this written work I hope to explore the growth of a Dominant/submissive relationship by writing out a story that starts from the very beginning: an individual discovering who they are and what they are and finding the individual that fulfills the other half; along with the growth of the relationship that comes between the both of them. The result, I hope, will be a work that shows how a submissive individual might discover themselves, how a Dominant individual might proceed with educating the submissive alongside educating themselves, as well as other probable dynamics that may come into play in regards to other situations. It will be an erotica that not only explores these various dynamics and aspects to the lifestyle but also one that allows readers to see just how the relationship encompasses so many different things besides activities beyond the quote-unquote "Norm".

It is a work that is requiring me to think not only from the perspective of a Dominant individual but also from the perspective of a submissive individual, which is an perspective that I am personally not intimately familiar with. It allows my mind to think along various possible manners of thought which may or may not be truly accurate but at the same time, it does allow room for possibilities all the same. Like my previous work, this one will not be one trying to make a public statement or do anything that intends to flip society upside-down. It is merely a look at my own personal perspective in a fictional work that involves a lifestyle that very much exists.

And with that, now I will provide a brief sample of In Her Hands and provide some further insights as I continue the work. Thank you very much for reading this as well as possibly looking forward to my work being finished.

In Her Hands brief sample #1

           Several of the party guests are wearing masks of varying sorts to covering their faces slightly, and others have their heads fully covered in leather or latex hoods of many colors. Many of the guests are clothed in provocative clothing; much of which is exposing their skin and most intimate of body parts for all to see and others are wearing more formal or authoritative clothing. Along the left and right side of the front foyer are tables covered with small finger foods such as dip with crackers, mini sandwiches, as well as a large chocolate and vanilla cake in the shape of a handcuff and bowls of drinks. As Charlie walks in the middle of the room, he hears several different conversations coming from the guests: some are discussing what they did the previous weekend and other talking about subject matters that Charlie was not accustomed to. He hears the words “sub”, “slave”, “punishment”, “discipline”, and “sex” used many times, further reinforcing his belief that perhaps he was in the wrong place.

            Just as he is about to leave, he turns around and sees the woman Angelice waving to him from the top of the stairway leading to the second floor. “Ah you have arrived, Charlie Middleworth. Then we can begin at last. Everyone, lend me your attention.” Angelice says, the entire room going quiet and the guests turn to her in response. “Thank you. I would like to welcome you all to my home for my housewarming, first of all.” Angelice continues, causing several of the individuals to slowly bow on their knees; a sight that surprises Charlie. He does the same just on the thought that it is a normal practice here. Angelice takes notice of this and smiles. “And of course, for those who are not familiar with me, my name is Angelice. Mistress Angelice Silvermane, to be precise. Welcome, Dominants and submissives, to my new home.” Angelice says. “Thank you, Mistress.” the partygoers simultaneously speak, the word echoing within Charlie’s head. “Mistress…just what is this…?” Charlie asks himself as he keeps his attention on Angelice.

            “Thank you all, be certain to eat all the food and soak up as much information as you can. I will be in my parlor. Have a good evening and I shall address you all again soon.” Angelice says before beckoning Charlie up the stairs. He watches her hand like it is a hypnotizing device and slowly follows, ascending the stairs and following Angelice into a smaller room. The room is covered with an ornately-patterned purple and black wallpapering, with black paint covering the borders and moldings around the room. A black-painted wooden throne sits in the back of the room, along with two posts with chains attached to them. Against the wall are two portraits: a portrait of Angelice holding a whip against the neck of a hooded individual and another depicting the flogging of another individual in a stockade. A tall bookcase sits beside the throne in the back of the room and on the floor is a circular carpet with black and purple crosses patterned across the material. A smaller chair sits in the middle of the carpet and above the chair is a small chandelier with purple crystals shimmering in the light.

            “Thank you for coming to my housewarming, it is the perfect opportunity for us to speak.” Angelice says softly as she takes a seat in her throne. “Thank you for inviting me, Miss Angelice…but I…I do not quite understand what sort of housewarming this is…” Charlie says, standing as he waits to be able to sit. “You can have a seat, dear…and you need not be worried, I shall explain.” Angelice says, observing as Charlie takes a seat on the smaller wooden chair before her. “Tell me, my dear…Has your life been filled with a lingering emptiness?” Angelice asks. Charlie stares astonished by her question, partly by the sheer random nature of it but also by how accurate it is to his feelings. “Ye…Yes, I have had thoughts like that lately, Miss. But how did you know…?” Charlie asks. “It is as I said to you when we spoke earlier, my dear…” she says, slowly standing up and approaching him as she stared into his eyes, “Your eyes speak the volumes that your lips cannot.”

            “I…I understand…” Charlie says, entranced by the woman’s voice and her attentive gaze towards him. “When we first spoke and exchanged eye contact, I picked up a lot of things about you…You have quite a lot bottled up inside you: tension, confusion, and especially desire.” Angelice says. “Re…really? All of that is inside of me…?” Charlie asks, with the knowledge that she was speaking exactly the truth. Deep within, he kept a lot of repressed feelings down: confusion with the change in his surroundings, boredom with the monotony of his daily routines and especially the repressed sexual urges and desires he has been discovering. Somehow, the woman before him managed to pick up on all of these feelings without him speaking even a single word; causing him to become both frightened and intrigued.

            “Yes, all of those feelings are inside of you, just wanting to surface…Tell me my dear; do you believe you are an open-minded individual?” Angelice asks. “Yes, Miss… I find myself to be pretty open-minded to a lot of things...” Charlie replies, fidgeting slightly in the small chair. Angelice smiles and walks to the bookshelf beside her, taking out a small book and presenting it to Charlie. “Then I would like you to consider this…the lifestyle of BDSM.” Angelice says softly. “B…D…S…M…? What is that, Miss?” Charlie asks, slowly taking the book in his hands. “It is what some would call an “alternative” or “deviant” lifestyle. To me, it is merely the alternative to the monotony that society would rather us all follow behind. Essentially, it is a lifestyle that stands for bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism.” Angelice begins to explain. “Wow…” Charlie says as he begins to take in all of the information.

            “The most basic of basic information that you need to be aware of that there is a degree of power exchange involved, regarding two different roles: Dominant and submissive. A Dominant is an individual that maintains power within the relationship and is solely responsible for teaching the submissive essential traits and behaviors to serve the Dominant accordingly. The submissive, as the opposite end of the spectrum, is responsible for learning from and understanding the words and instructions of the Dominant. The submissive will only yield that level of power to the one that they trust with their livelihood and future development.” Angelice explains. “Sounds like an important agreement between the two roles.” Charlie says. “Indeed true, but it is very important that such an agreement is established to ensure nothing untoward happens to the submissive. It also protects the Dominant from any issues with law enforcement.” Angelice says as she pulls her throne closer to Charlie. “Law…law enforcement? What exactly happens in the lifestyle to incur…law enforcement?” Charlie asks.

            “Oh yes…there is a menagerie of things that occurs between those that practice the BDSM lifestyle. There is a strong emphasis on disciplining, either through communication or physical punishment. The goal is for the Dominant to establish a degree of respect and admiration, as well as affection, with the submissive. If the submissive is happy with the Dominant, the submissive will do as they are requested or told without questioning or concern. The second aspect of BDSM is the sexual aspect. There are those that practice BDSM that never touch each other in an intimate fashion or get into bed with each other. For others, there is some sexual play involved. I, for instance, am very much a sexual Dominant with my submissives. I enjoy having sex and experimenting with varying degrees of sexuality.” Angelice says, smiling as Charlie’s cheeks begin to blush red. “Sexual…the lifestyle has sexual activities involved?” Charlie asks, stuttering as he speaks. “Yes, indeed it can. It is not the most important aspect, but it is especially enjoyable.” Angelice smiles as she replies. “Wow…it sounds like there is a lot to the lifestyle. How does…how does someone become part of it?” Charlie asks. “The first thing for you to do is take a look at that book. If you think you are still interested, then come to my home after your school day.” Angelice says softly. “Yes…yes, Miss. I will.” Charlie says as he looks at the cover of the book which reads “BDSM: The Primer”.

            After the festivities conclude, most of the party guests have left Angelice’s home. As the last guest leaves, Charlie proceeds to the door, taking one more glance back at Angelice; who gives him a warm smile. “Have a good evening, Miss.” Charlie says with a smile. “And you do as well, Charlie…I hope I will see you tomorrow.” Angelice says before watching him walk across the street to his home. Charlie carries the book close to his chest as he opens the door, locking it behind him as he proceeds to his room in the attic. Just as he passes his parent’s bedroom, his father steps out of the bathroom. “Ah you’re home Charlie. You were certainly out late, it’s almost 10 p.m.” Anthony says, wearing only a pair of blue-and-white plaid pajama bottoms. “I’m sorry, Dad. I got pretty preoccupied at the neighbor’s house…I’m going to head to bed now. Good night.” Charlie says. “Good night, my son. I’ll see you in the morning.” Anthony says before retiring to the master bedroom. Charlie proceeds to his room in the attic, sitting up in bed with the light nearby gleaming against the book on his lap. “Okay…Let’s see…Chapter One…” Charlie says to himself as he begins reading.

End of sample #1

Thank you very much for observing my entry and sample, I will keep the interested posted as much as I can. Until then, Live as You Will, Not as the World would rather You Live.

Eros Chapter Sample II - "Bloody Jerry"

Chapter 13 – Bloody Jerry

            The human body is a literal warehouse full of substances that can be used to gain sexual pleasure. Whether it is the loose skin on some larger bodies, the tears shed from the eyes of the beaten, or most often the seminal or vaginal fluids ejaculated from the sexual organs of both genders, the human body can provide something for nearly all manners of sexual pleasure. Among the more extreme substances that the human body produces used in sexual activities is blood. Blood has always been an iconic fluid that runs within the veins of all human life: the source of sustenance for vampires, the substance that allows our bodies to do what they do and even as a marker of various meanings in several different cultures. However, there are those that also use blood in order to gain heightened ecstasy during sexual intercourse.

            Among these people is a man by the name of Jerry Nocturne. Jerry Nocturne is 34 years old, with short black and red hair spiked upwards with the help of hair gel, pale-blue eyes and a height of 5” 11’. He wears a long black leather coat with a pair of matching pants and a white buttoned shirt underneath. His pants are held by a pair of black suspenders underneath the coat and a long black-and-red stripped tie comes down to his stomach. On his fingers are several rings with letters that spell “Vampire” when his fingers are placed together. Due to his relatively pale skin, his friends often joke and call him a vampire but they do not realize that he is one, in a way. While he is certainly not among the living dead, Jerry does enjoy drinking blood.

            It began as a habit that he discovered as a child. Whenever he wounded himself; either accidentally or on purpose, he would lick the wound himself before getting it treated. His parents were aware of this habit but did not believe that it would progress much further than his childhood. They found out how wrong they were when he had to be taken to the hospital as a result of a dangerous amount of iron intake due to the blood he had consumed.

            While the doctors were able to help him, it opened his parents’ eyes and they made certain to keep watch over him to make sure the same issue did not happen again. As Jerry grew older, he grew more and more comfortable with the consumption of blood and decided to limit his “feeding” occasionally in order to prevent any unnecessary hospital visits.

            Now as an adult, Jerry fully embraces his love of blood and longs for the taste of another’s blood. As a nurse working the night shift in his local hospital known as St. Adelia Health Center, he sees a fair degree of blood in-between surgeries. As he places his time sheet down, he bumps into a female nurse that he knows quite well. “Oh, good evening Madeline.” Jerry says with a smile, flashing his manually-formed fangs to her.

            Madeline is a 29 year old young woman with reddish-orange hair formed as two pig tails on the side of her head, light-green eye contacts and a height of 6” 1’. She wears a tight white nurse’s uniform with white latex tights beneath the skirt as well as white heels. Hanging from her ears are red and white cross earrings and around her neck is a necklace with the same cross design. The top of the uniform is unbuttoned slightly, showing a slight view of her C-cup cleavage to Jerry.

             “Hehe, good evening Jerry. How are you doing this evening?” Madeline asks with a smile. “Oh, I am quite well, just looking for a good feeding sometime soon.” Jerry says as he takes a seat at his desk, checking over various medical records. “Oh really? I’ve always wondered what it would feel like…” Madeline says, leaning against the edge of his desk. “Excuse me?” Jerry asks; looking up at her while taking out a folder holding the patient he will be watching over during his shift.

            “Oh you know…getting bitten and fed on by a vampire. I know they don’t really exist but still…the thought crosses my mind a lot.” Madeline says with a wink. “Is that so? Well…maybe we can help each other out.” Jerry says, his attention peering at her neck closely. “Oh yeah? What do you think?” she asks, noticing his glare at her neck and enjoying, even going so far as to tilt her neck for a better view.

            “I would love to feed from you…and since you are curious about it, how about we give it a try?” he asks her as he stands up, straightening out his nurse scrubs. “That could be fun…when would you like to?” she asks him. “After my shift, come meet me in the operation room in the west wing of the hospital. It’s usually empty after my shift so we can…get a little messy in there.” Jerry says, smiling as he sees Madeline’s excited smile. “I’ll meet you there then…catch you later, Fangs.” Madeline says as she walks away to check on her patient for the day. Jerry licks his fangs as he imagines what he will experience at the end of the work day.

            After seeing several patients over the course of the night, Jerry puts in his time sheet at the front desk and picks up the key to the west wing operation room. As he approaches the door, he sees Madeline leaning against the wall with her arms behind her back. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” Jerry says as he walks up to her. “As long as you give me a good bite, I won’t hold it against you…” Madeline says as Jerry opens the operation room. Inside, the metallic table at the center of the room shines from the lights on the ceiling, as well as the silver instruments used for cutting laid out in a tin tray on the accompanying table. Jerry checks to make sure the table is clean before laying a plastic tarp over it.

            “What’s with the tarp?” Madeline asks as she takes a seat in a nearby chair. “This may be very messy so I would like the cleanup to be as simple as possible.” Jerry says before turning to her, slowly taking the top portion of his medical scrubs off. His lightly hairy chest sends ripples down Madeline’s spine as she stands up and rubs her gloved hands across his chest. “Oh, you are very impressive…well, I’m ready when you are…” she says before moving herself to the table and lying against it flat on her back. Jerry takes his finger and drags it across his left fang, noticing the cut in flesh beginning to bleed. “Sharp and primed…I will be able to feed perfectly…” he thinks to himself as he turns to Madeline.

            He slowly unbuttons the top of her uniform, removing it from her body along with the bottom skirt before working his hands to her back. Madeline giggles softly as she feels his fingers unhooking her bra before she feels his breath against her neck. “Give me a good bite…make me scream from it…” she whispers to him as she tilts her neck. “I certainly will…” Jerry whispers softly as he opens his mouth, licking the area where he plans to bite slowly. The warmth of his saliva gives Madeline shivers until she hears him make a soft hiss. Then, she feels the sharp impact of his fangs and gasps aloud from the pain. With a relative knowledge of the important veins within the human body, Jerry avoids biting her jugular vein and proceeds to lick the blood that pours from her neck, feeling the warm fluid dripping down his throat.

            Tears run down Madeline’s cheeks but there is no look of fear in her eyes, only sheer content. The pain is a blissful pain as she feels her blood running down her neck and between her breasts, painting her body red with its luscious color. Jerry looks up and sees the tears running down her cheeks and the side of her neck. “Are you all right?” he asks her, to which she responds with a simple nod.

            “Please, don’t worry about me…take me…” she whispers softly, feeling her neck streaming blood as Jerry licks the stream running down her chest slowly. His warm tongue licks against her breasts, licking the blood off of her nipples and across her naval. She continues to shudder and moan from the sensation of both the pain in her neck and the touch of his tongue against her naked body until he reaches her thighs.

            Slowly, Jerry removes her white spandex underwear before letting the blood flow against her vagina. The blood mixes with the fluids dripping from her womanhood, creating a cocktail that Jerry quickly licks. “Mmm…oh you taste so very good…your blood and your ecstasy mix so well…” he whispers as he continues to lick her. “Oh let me…let me taste it too…” Madeline says, bringing his body back up and forcing her tongue into his mouth. She tastes her blood and vaginal fluids mixing with their saliva and the taste is unbelievable to her. “Mmm…oh it really is tasty….” Madeline thinks to herself as she licks against his tongue, her hands gripping tightly on his shoulders.

            “Ah that tastes so fabulous…” Jerry says as their lips part, taking in a deep breath and exhaling a deep sigh of pleasure. “Yes…I want to have a taste of you next time…” Madeline says with a wink before she reaches for some gauze in one of the cabinets in the room. “I would be honored…thank you for giving me the opportunity.” Jerry says as he rinses the blood from the tarp in the sink before rolling it up. “I am glad I did…I don’t think I have ever felt a rush like that before…I’m looking forward to it again…” Madeline says before assisting in the cleanup. Once the operation room is clean, the two nurses leave the room and lock it up before leaving the hospital entirely.

            The following morning, Jerry returns to the hospital to pick up his time sheet when he sees Madeline wave to him from across the hall. She beckons him closer to her before bringing him into a closet, shutting the door behind them. “What are you doing?” he asks her, seeing she has a scalpel in her hand. “I want to get a good taste of you…I’ve been longing for it since I went to sleep last night…” she whispers, working her hand into the bottom of Jerry’s scrubs.

            “The addiction for blood has already taken hold…” he whispers, feeling her cool hand against his penis as she rubs it slowly. She places the scalpel down beside her foot and uses her other hand to rub her vagina, feeling her clitoris throbbing with excitement. “Oh god…it’s so big…it’s so huge…” Madeline moans gently as she continues to stroke Jerry’s penis before licking it slowly.

            Jerry holds in his moans as best as he can as she continues to lick and suck against his penis. Her moans are muffled by his penis as she feels herself growing wetter from her masturbation and anticipation. She slowly removes his penis from her mouth before taking the scalpel and moving the blade to the side of it. “This will sting a little bit…” she whispers as she makes an incision on his penis. The pain catches Jerry off-guard but he suppresses the pain as best as he can, feeling her hand once again stroking his penis. The blood dripping from the cut covers his penis slowly with blood before she sucks it once again. Her saliva mixes with the blood in her mouth, coating her tongue with his blood as she swallows. “Mmm god, that tastes so good…I never realized…” she whispers as she takes out his penis, letting her saliva and blood mix drip down her chest and onto the floor.

           Slowly she stands up and positions herself against the wall of the closet, raising her skirt and parting her legs open. Jerry looks under her skirt and sees a small cut slit in her latex leggings, exposing her dripping wet vagina to his view. “Go ahead, stick it in me…” Madeline says with a wink, feeling his hand on her butt as he rubs his penis against her vagina. “Oh you really are wet now…” he moans softly, letting the tip of his penis penetrate her slowly before fully entering her. Her moans come out slightly loud but the noise outside in the main hall of the hospital prevents them from being discovered.

            Jerry moves both his hands to her hips and thrusts into her deeply, feeling how warm and wet she is inside. The blood continues to run down his penis as he thrusts into her, filling her with his penis and blood with every thrust into her. “Oh yes…oh yes…! Give it to me…! Give it to me harder…!” she moans out with each thrust, feeling his hips smacking against her butt harder each time. “Oh this feels…this feels so very good…oh yes…!” Jerry moans as he thrusts into her even deeper, raising her leg up and thrusting up into her as far as he could. Madeline groans and brings one of her arms around his neck, keeping herself as steady as she could while he continued to thrust into her. Her vagina drips with blood and her wetness as he grows closer to his climax.

            “Oh god that feels…that feels so good, very good now…! I’m getting close…I’m getting closer…oh god, I’m going to…I’m going to…I’m going to cum…!” she moans softly, feeling his penis hitting her deep inside as she feels herself explode with ecstasy. “Oh shit, me too…me too!” he moans as he feels his penis ejaculate a strong stream of blood and semen deep inside her. Their bodies throb from the pleasure before they slowly descend to the floor. Slowly Madeline raises her body and rubs her wet vagina, taking her wet fingers and licking them slowly. “Mmm…that was wonderful…see you tonight in the same room…” she says with a wink before she steps out of the closet. Jerry waits a few moments before he leaves the closet as well and waits for his shift to begin.

            Once his night shift begins, Jerry begins moving some operating equipment to a patient’s room. In one room, he sees Madeline looking at a blood pouch and enters to see what she is doing. “What are you doing with that?” he asks her, surprising her a bit. “Oh! Oh it’s just you, Jerry. You are quite sneaky, just like a real vampire…” she says, putting down the blood pouch. “Trying to get an early snack?” Jerry jokes lightly as Madeline stares at the pouch. “Have you ever wondered…what that tastes like?” she asks Jerry as he begins to look at it as well. “Not really…I would imagine the plastic would make the blood have a less palatable taste…plus, I don’t want to start drinking from those. Other people need those for procedures.” Jerry says, turning to see Madeline stroking his cheek.

            “This may sound a bit strange…but I think that you are a real vampire, in a sense. You aren’t the type with special powers or aversion to sunlight but…you do drink blood and it doesn’t seem like you suffer from any health problems as a result of it. Have you ever considered that you could be the real deal?” she asks him. “Not entirely. I don’t just drink blood, I do eat other things…and I did have to go to the hospital when I was younger.” Jerry explains. “But the amount that you took from me would have to have had some effect on you and you appear to be fine. Maybe you are the real deal.” Madeline says, causing Jerry to have some thought about it.

            While he is certain that he is not a real vampire, he does begin to wonder about his joy in drinking blood. It is not a hunger that he has to satisfy, it is more of a pleasurable habit that he continues to do. The blood does nothing for his stomach; it merely satisfied his sexual needs. When he thinks about the blood all over Madeline’s body, he begins to blush and his penis grows erect in his scrubs. “Well…I do…I do enjoy blood…but I especially enjoyed…your blood…” Jerry says, causing Madeline to blush lightly as well. “Well I’m glad to hear that…when I was asleep last night I was thinking about what we did in that operation room…the sensation of your tongue licking up my blood, it was beautiful. And when I got to taste your own blood…I swear I almost lost it then.” Madeline says.

            “Did you taste blood before that moment?” Jerry asks. “I hadn’t, to be honest…I just really loved vampires ever since I was a child. The bloodlust, the nightly feasting, it all seemed so surreal to me, and yet…it was something I wanted to experience. When I first met you and saw your teeth, it was like looking at a gift from some sort of twisted wish. I know it sounds weird, but…I wanted you to just bite me right then and there but I didn’t want to scare you off with such a weird request.” Madeline says softly. “Well, I am glad that you like it…it’s unlikely that I’ll find another woman that actually likes to be fed from…” Jerry says. “Well, who says you would have to…? You can feed from me whenever you need to…” Madeline says with a smile.

            Jerry returns the smile with one of his own, knowing that he has found someone to share his interests with. While he knows that this brought upon himself more responsibilities, he is more than willing to abide by those responsibilities. His feeding would become more moderate to make sure he does not take more than he needs. He would also avoid feeding from any other sources so long as he could feed from Madeline, and she would do the same. Their relationship continues to blossom and even Madeline schedules to have her incisors detailed to be more fang-like. The St. Adelia Health Center had become a haven for two lovers of blood and it would continue to house them and meet their needs as an essential place to please themselves on their own blood.

Chapter 13-2

            The St. Adelia Health Center vampires have been going steady with each other for over two years. During this time, they have enjoyed the taste of each other’s blood within the same empty operation room on several occasions. Each intimate feeding they experienced brings them even closer together, both within the walls of the hospital and outside as well. Madeline successfully has her incisors sharpened to a skin-piercing degree and she begins to bite Jerry occasionally.

            Her intense bloodlust for him is so great, that while they are walking down the street she brings her arm around Jerry and directs him to a dark alleyway. “Whoa, are you hungry again…?” Jerry asks somewhat jokingly. “Not really…I just wanted to be in the dark when I ask you this…” Madeline giggles bringing her arms around Jerry’s neck and pulling him close to her. “What do you want to ask me?” he asks her, staring into her eyes deeply. “Move in with me…I want you to be as close to me as possible…” she whispers.

            For Jerry, he was not expecting to reach this point quite as soon as he did with her. While he had not experienced much success when it came to dating prior to meeting Madeline, he considered himself to be almost old-fashioned with being slow in relationships. For him, the excitement and affection that Madeline is giving to him is pleasant to his heart and he finds himself melting every time he peers into her eyes. “All right, I would love to move in with you…” Jerry says, feeling his lips being sucked in by Madeline. “Mmm wonderful…that’s what I was hoping you would say.” Madeline says with a smile as they walk out of the alleyway and proceed to a small grocery. As they enter, Madeline turns her attention to Jerry once again. “That reminds me, there was something else I wanted to ask you…” she says as they pick up some food items.

            “I hope it isn’t about my habits around the house.” Jerry says as he picks up some water bottles. “No, not exactly…I was wondering if you ever thought of…you know, stalking someone and biting them?” she asks him. “Oh, that…well I have thought about it…but never took it to an actual planning phase.” Jerry explains, picking up some frozen meat. “I could help you. We could bring in a couple. I could feed from the man and you could feed from the woman. Then we could have sex using their blood as a lubricant…oh it is giving me shivers just thinking about it.” Madeline says with a slight giggle. “You’re delving into vampirism much more than I expected…I love it. Let’s begin planning it out then.” Jerry says as they proceed to the front of the store and exit for his home. After a few hours of packing his belongings, Jerry hands his apartment key over to his landlord and with a smile and a handshake, he leaves and proceeds to Madeline’s home.

            Her house is a two-story home with four pointed tower-like sections, black brickwork and large five-sided windows. The iron fence around the house is black with red plastic heart-shaped stones socketed in several positions on the gate. The pathway leading to the front door is made with red bricks and along the sides are several rose bushes. Madeline smiles as she sees Jerry approaching her, beckoning him closer to her.

            She is wearing a black nurse’s outfit with red latex leggings underneath the skirt, red heels, white stockings and a small black hat on her head. She rubs her fingertip across her red lips and walks towards him, embracing him slowly. “Welcome to your new home, Fangs…I’ll help you get settled in.” Madeline says as Jerry enters. “Thank you again for allowing me to live with you.” Jerry says, looking at all of the macabre furnishings and items around the living room.

            The couch is a custom coffin shape with black leather cushions and the loveseat also made with black leather. The floor is made with glossy wood and in front of the red and black brick fireplace is a small circular rug with imitation blood splatter on it. “Wow, how long have you been furnishing this house?” Jerry asks. “Oh I’ve been going at it for several years; it’s only recently that I’ve been able to finish it up. Come, I’ll show you to the bedroom.” Madeline says, eagerly bringing Jerry up to the second floor.

            She brings him into the main bedroom, which houses a tall vanity mirror, a small black chest, a large black coffin with soft suede cushions inside and pillows, along with sheets. “Wow, this is amazing. Makes my apartment look like child’s play…” Jerry says. “Oh I am certain the restrictions of living in an apartment had a lot to do with that.” Madeline says, placing Jerry’s bags into the closet.

            After setting things up, the two return down the stairs and into the kitchen. “So, how shall we begin the feeding?” Madeline asks. “Well, we must first find willing victims…the last thing we want is to have to kill anyone.” Jerry says. “That is a good point…well, where do you find people willing to offer their blood for other people?” she asks while pondering the answer herself. “The Blood Bank is out of the question…so we will use the current vampirism craze to our advantage.” Jerry says.

            “Oh, that is a fabulous idea.” Madeline says with a smile. The current craze that Jerry speaks of is a sudden influx of vampires in the media. Movies, television programs, even some music bands have all been using vampires as a focal point in their works. The massive attention given to vampires has spawned a greater sense of fanaticism for the occult and in particular, for the blood-sucking vampires themselves.

            How this works into the favor of Jerry and Madeline is that they can find individuals with a strong desire to indulge in vampire fantasies and utilize their curiosity to fulfill their sexual desires. It is not a long wait for them as a pair of vampire fanatics responds to the ad that the two real-world vampires listed on a popular advertising website. “Looks like we have our victims…” Jerry says with a smirk to Madeline.

            “Wonderful…we’ll need to celebrate before they get here then.” Madeline smiles and sits on top of Jerry’s thighs, rubbing her body against his own. “Oh you really are excited about this…” Jerry whispers in her ear, his hands slowly squeezing her rump. “Mmm no, not just that…I just want you to fuck me good right here…” Madeline whispers, moving her fingertips to her top and unbuttoning it. Her breasts break free from her top, jiggling against Jerry’s face as she smothers him with her breasts.

            “Mmm such a wonderful body you have…” Jerry speaks muffled against her breasts as he licks against her flesh, working his hands underneath her skirt. “Oh yes…I love that carnivorous nature you have…” Madeline says softly in his ear, keeping her arms around his neck as she continued to rub her body against his. Jerry works the skirt from her body and pulls down her latex leggings before rubbing his fingers against her aroused vagina.

            “You are already so excited…” Jerry whispers, moving his lips to her nipples and tugging them with his fangs. “Oh you pierced them…! Oh that sting…I love it…” Madeline moans aloud, feeling her nipples bleeding from the bite. “Mmm such a wonderful taste…” Jerry says as he sucks against her bleeding breasts, dragging his fangs down her flesh as his fingers continue to prod within her vagina. “Mmm please take me…Please, you’re driving me insane…!” Madeline shouts, pressing his head even closer to her breasts.

            Jerry removes his wet, dripping fingers from her aroused womanhood and licks up the passionate fluids from his fingertips. “Absolutely tasty…” Jerry says before reaching his hand underneath his pants. His aroused member throbs in his hand as he rubs it against her wet vagina. “Oh it’s so big…it’s gotten so big…put it in…put it inside me…!” Madeline moans, pleading for the insertion that she desires so strongly. “Ah of course I will…” he whispers, picking her up onto the table and rubbing his throbbing tip against her wet lower lips. The sensation begins to drive Madeline wild with desire as she tries to move her body closer to his penis. “Oh I want it…I want it…I want it so badly…” Madeline moans; her breathing excited as she feels him begin to penetrate her. The moment of insertion is a blissful feeling as she takes him fully into her. “Oh that feels so damn good inside of you…!” Jerry says, thrusting his hard penis deeply into her.

            Madeline tilts her body back as she moans out loud, her breasts bouncing wildly with the intense movement of Jerry’s thrusting. “Oh god yes…that feels…that feels so wonderful…! I want all of it…give me all of it…!” Madeline shouts, moving her hips against his penis as he continues to enter her deeper and faster. Jerry moans even louder, his fingernails digging deeper into Madeline’s thighs as he continues to thrust into her.

            Their moans echo within the kitchen as they begin to go even wilder. Jerry takes Madeline from the table and presses her over the oven, inserting his hard penis into her tight anus. The shock of the tight fit releases a loud moan from Jerry as well as from Madeline, who raises her butt up more and thrusts it against his hard penis even more. “Oh that feels so damn good…! Oh give it to me…fuck my ass like there’s no tomorrow…!” Madeline shouts, feeling Jerry’s penis stretching her anus open with every thrust.

            “Oh god, I can’t…I can’t hold it in much longer…!” Jerry moans aloud, feeling his penis throbbing wildly as his fingers continue to scratch down Madeline’s thighs. “Oh give it to me deeply, Fangs…! Shoot it all deep inside…!” she moans out loud, tightening her anus’ grip on his penis as Jerry begins to ejaculate. The steady stream of semen gushes forth and fills her up, causing Madeline to emit a loud moan of pleasure. As the saliva drips from her hanging tongue, she breathes heavily and slowly lessens her grip to allow Jerry to pull his member out. Jerry leans his head down and licks against her tight anus before licking the bleeding scratch marks on her thighs. “Oh you taste so damn good…you are like a drug to me…” Jerry whispers. “Mmm…well as long as you are addicted to me…that is always a wonderful thought to me…” Madeline says as she catches her breath, feeling her body completely exhausted.

            The following evening, the two individuals that answered Jerry and Madeline’s ad arrive at their home. Slowly the pair approaches the door, which is slowly opened by Madeline. She is wearing a long black dress and bright red make up on her eyelids. “Welcome to our home…please, come in. We will begin our feeding soon.” Madeline explains before bringing them inside. As she brings in the two strangers, Jerry slowly emerges from the coffin couch as Madeline raises the lid of the coffin up. He is wearing a tight black shirt and black pants, as well as a long black cape reaching his legs.

            “Welcome, those that desire the taste of blood…shall we begin…?” Jerry says lowly as he approaches the pair. The young man and young woman are Todd Regin and Ashley Givens, two close friends that are locals of the town. They are both 18 years old and excited about the experience they are about to have. Todd has a height of 5” 6’, light brown eyes, light skin and short brown hair. He wears a short sleeve shirt with blue and red stripes as well as a pair of black jeans with white sneakers. Ashley has a height of 5” 5’, blue eyes, light brown skin and long black hair reaching her lower back. She is wearing a long sleeve white sweater and blue jeans with red sneakers.

            The both of them are incredibly fascinated by vampires, making certain to involve themselves in several events regarding vampirism. Whether it was vampire films, vampire novels or vampire television shows, they found themselves in absolute bliss. As soon as they saw the ad for an actual vampirism experience, their better judgment had taken a backseat in favor of experiencing the real-life equivalent of their deepest desires. As Jerry approaches them, he exposes his sharp fangs and makes a slight hiss before Madeline stands beside him.

            “Yes, they do look wonderful…let us begin.” Madeline says before leading the two guests into the kitchen. Everyone sits around the kitchen table as Jerry produces a sharp knife from his pocket. “You have been summoned here in order to experience vampirism in reality…I know that you may be frightened but we will not harm you badly.” Jerry explains before Madeline stands behind Todd and Ashley. “Follow us to the bathroom, you two.” Madeline says.

            The low sound of her voice is almost mesmerizing to the two guests as they follow her and Jerry up the steps. They place their arms over the bathtub slowly as Jerry takes the knife and drags it across their arms softly at first. “Hey man, you sure this won’t hurt?” Todd asks. “We aren’t…we aren’t going to die here are we?” Ashley asks as she begins to feel slightly frightened. “Do not worry, we have no intention of killing the both of you. We just need you to give us your blood.” Jerry says as he licks his fangs in excitement.

            Suddenly the thought of being slit open to feed two individuals that are acting like vampires begins to sound less of a good idea and both Todd and Ashley decide against it. “You know, we think that this is a bit more than we expected…we’re just going to leave…” Todd says, bumping into Madeline who gives a dark grin. “I’m afraid you two are not going anywhere…” Madeline says before gripping Todd’s upper body tightly. Her strength is surprising to him as he tries to break free. “Let him go! Ahh…!” Ashley shouts, feeling her body gripped by Jerry who also tilts her neck open.

            “Now this is what I am talking about…” Madeline says with a smile as she licks her fangs before slamming them into Todd’s neck. The shock of the blow leaves him speechless as he feels her sucking against his bleeding wound. Jerry makes a loud hiss before slamming his fangs into the neck of Ashley. Her bloodcurdling scream is music to Jerry’s ears as he slowly drinks her blood. The two vampires enjoy the taste of their victims and the victims themselves soon begin to lose themselves to the intensity of the experience.

            While they had never expected to feel the sharp bite of a real vampire, the feeling that they were getting from Jerry and Madeline more than fulfills their deepest of fascinations. “Oh god…oh god, this is…this is more than I expected…” Ashley says, breathing quickly as her body twitches in Jerry’s arms. “This is surreal…I never…Never expected to feel this way while being bitten…” Todd says, drooling as Madeline continues to feel from him. Both Jerry and Madeline sigh in ecstatic pleasure as the blood runs from their victim’s necks onto the floor.

            Following the feeding, Jerry and Madeline quickly patch up the two visitors with medical gauze and place them out in the living room. “Do not worry, the pain will fade soon… Just sit here and relax for a while.” Jerry says quietly. They return to the bathroom and smile upon the puddle of blood on the tiled floor before turning to each other. “Will that be enough…?” Jerry asks Madeline, who simply returns a smile before removing her dress. She descends her naked form onto the puddle of blood, dipping her finger into it and rubbing it across her body.

            “Ah it is so fresh and warm…” she whispers, rubbing her bloody fingers into her wet vagina. Jerry removes his shirt and leans over Madeline before he begins to lick against her aroused clitoris. The warm touch of his tongue excites Madeline even more as she continues to grow aroused. “Oh how does it taste…does it taste good…?” Madeline asks, feeling her body beginning to grow hotter.

            “It tastes wonderful…” Jerry says, licking the blood on her body before licking against her vagina. The mixture brings him to an erotic high before he feels Madeline reaching into his pants. “Oh look at you…you have grown so hard…” Madeline says as she rubs her wet hand along his hard penis. “It is because of how beautiful you are…covered in all that blood…” Jerry whispers, moaning as he feels her tongue lashing against his manhood. “Mmm you are so tasty…absolutely tasty…” Madeline whispers, moaning against his penis as she continues to suck against it. The excitement builds up within Madeline before she strokes it even faster. “Please, put it inside of me…put this bloody cock in my pussy, Fangs…” Madeline says as she spreads open her legs. The invitation brings Jerry over his partner in blood before his hard penis enters her deeply.

            Their moans echo within the kitchen as their bodies impact each other repeatedly. Jerry’s scrotum smacks against Madeline’s vagina repeatedly as he thrusts into her repeatedly. “Oh god, so wonderful…Tear me open, Fangs…!” Madeline shouts, bringing her arms around Jerry’s neck and slowly sinking her fangs into his flesh. Jerry groans from the bite and slowly kisses against her neck before biting her as well. They keep their fangs embedded into each other as Jerry continues to thrust his aroused member harder into Madeline’s wet hole.

            Their combined arousal explodes between the both of them as they both achieve ecstasy. At that moment, they are simply floating within a drunken bloodlust, enjoying the feelings that they are experiencing with each other. They only acknowledge each other at this moment, they do not feel the floor beneath their bodies, nor do they feel the light breeze passing between them. Jerry slowly begins to remove his fangs until Madeline halts him, whispering only “Keep them there…keep them there until the sun rises…”

The Infection Manifesto

The Infection Manifesto

By: The ALMIGHTY Infection, Type-I Virus

Codenamed: INU

Written: December 1, 2011

Purpose: Enlightened Thinking On Existence; And Possession of Options, Telling the Horror of Humanity in both curiosity and Endeavoring in Evolution.

It began with a simple walk to clear one’s mind, that one’s mind becomes twisted with notions of revenge and hatred for that which was once his own. During this walk, the victim is taken without his consent and subjected to horrors that none should ever feel or beat witness to and be able to live. Years of experimentation had yielded results for his captors, who desired nothing short of scientific triumph. What was to be achieved had been halted and the victim is left to die. Such a fate would not be, for the victim is inadvertently released by an unsuspecting helping hand. Upon escape, the victim vows two things: The end of Humanity as a species and the Beginning of a New World…. Thus is how the Infection came to be.

            I, the Great Infection known as Type-I Virus Codenamed: INU, can never forget what brought us to being. A simple walk as a mere mortal human being was the catalyst for the beginning of the coming end. I was kidnapped by scientists with one goal: to create a means to evolve humanity further than that which had been assumed to be the end point of humanity. These people, a group of scientific minds known as REDHAND (Research & Experimental Diagnosis for Humans And Neurosis Diagnostics), had the desire to make reality what had presumably been fantasy for as long as humankind existed: advancing the evolutionary chain of humankind. It is then that I was used as the guinea pig for this supposed advancement, but all that it had accomplished is severe deformation and nearly my own demise. Fortune was on my side as the blunder of a lone custodian would provide me with a means of escape and an opportunity for revenge. Upon devouring the poor fellow, I escaped the facility in which I was held and walked onto the world where I was once human. I was no longer human when I felt the gaze of the sun peering against my nearly-formless skin. Jet-black and dripping from instability; with eyes as dark and red as blood, my body was nearly unable to continue until I devoured more and more bodies that walked before me.

            For me, the humans were nothing more than nourishment to continue my existence further, so long as I could bring about my revenge upon them. Revenge could only be their utter destruction, but it is a plan that I could not accomplish so long as the body that I had continued to teeter on the edge of instability. My fortunes would be in good faith yet again when the most benevolent of demons looked upon me and gave unto me the solution to my problems. The demonic Oni became my closest ally and above all, forever my lover. With her blood introduced into my body, the instability disappeared and at long last, I could stand on my feet once again. My new body had begun to form at last and thus, my new mission became apparent: The destruction of the Old World and the Creation of the New World, a world that I would lead into prosperity for as long as I would continue to exist.

            But what does it mean to be a part of me, to be a part of the newly-dubbed Almighty Infection? For starters, it is important to understand what the Almighty Infection is. It is a movement, a gathering of like-minded individuals with deviant beliefs and desires who believe in the natural over the falsely-projected of humanity. It is a movement to change the weakness and futility of the progression of the human race in favor of a new species of beings, built upon a foundation of my Infected blood and the Demonic union of blood and power that has become immensely part of my new form. The movement will stem the tide of humanity’s continuing waves of self-destruction and create a new society built upon the expression of the natural, yet also living by the collective mindset of myself, the Almighty Infection.

            That collective mindset is among the most important concepts of the Almighty Infection. That collective thought is the full expression of what lies with us all: the natural desires placed forward, the belief to continue to grow strong and the great future of a collective world consciousness to create and maintain. It is these thoughts that will be the ultimate goal of the Almighty Infection. It is not an act of enslavement; rather it is an alternative to the chaotic world that is presented before us all every day. We do not force anyone to become a part of us; we offer the option to become something more. We offer the chance to be part of a group of like-minded individuals that desire to live in a new society. To Our detractors, we offer this: We will leave you be, to do as you will so long as you do not present any active defiance or resistance against us.

            Now we get to the basic tenants of the Almighty Infection. The basic ideas of the Almighty Infection include: 1) Greatness in the Future Evolution, 2) Belief in the Futility and Uselessness of Humanity and 3) Embracing the New World and the Values of the Infection. The first one merely means that the future evolution of those who believe in Us shall bring forth a new age of living, existing and dying. We shall be beings of great power, but all shall follow under Our lead. The second accepts that humanity is no longer capable of fixing its mistakes or bringing new life to a world they have all but absorbed nearly all life and resources from. They are a parasitic species that has outlived its usefulness and they must be purged. Finally, the last idea is merely asking for members to have open minds to the future of the world: a future that is filled with possibilities if they are willing to see and take hold of them.

            The movement is especially supportive of what humans call “unconventional” or “alternative” lifestyles. These lifestyles are typically those viewed by the collective majority of humanity as “unsuitable for all”, “deviant”, “different”, “unsightly”, and other words such as that. All of these words point to the thought that living in any fashion that is out of the norm for the vocal majority is meant to be ostracized, regardless of in-depth knowledge or prior experience involved in the lifestyles. Among the lifestyles that We find provide us with a strong foundation in which we can go about Our movement is that of BDSM. To the uninitiated, BDSM (Bondage, Dominance, Sadism and Masochism) is a lifestyle that encompasses each of these aspects or selected aspects and incorporates them into selected aspects of life or into a 365/24/7 way of life. As We stated before, the Almighty Infection is not a massive bid for the enslavement of select individuals. We are merely gathering the masses of individuals that have similar beliefs such as ourselves, whether it is the desire for a greater world or society, or for freely expressing what it is we enjoy or desire.

            Back onto the subject of BDSM, we shall use the teachings and aspects of the lifestyle in order to mold select individuals which will be named “Followers”. It is these individuals that will be the ones that desire firm direction from the Almighty Infection. We will offer them the opportunity and if they desire it then We shall give it to them through select teachings. These teachings will mold them into proper Followers; teaching them to address those with authority properly, teaching them proper discipline, proper communication of any and all problems and open expression of desires; sexual or otherwise. Before going further, it must be made clear that the Almighty Infection is not a sexual cult of any sort. Sexual intercourse is an aspect of living within any individual’s life that should be enjoyed as well as treated with respect. We do not believe in force, only if that is what an individual is into. Regardless of that, sexuality is something that is a part of the movement but it is not a major aspect.

The Infection Process

            We shall discuss the process in which an individual may become part of the Almighty Infection. For starters, the individual that wishes to be a prospective member of the Almighty Infection must first have an open and imaginative mind. We do not take on those that have a closed mind or lack any sense of creativity. It is those people that we will weed out as time goes on. The next thing is that the individuals in question will be selected to be either “Allies”, “Followers”, or “Supporters”. Allies are those that believe in our own beliefs and allow Us to have them lead our minions into battle and into spreading the word of the Almighty Infection across the world. We do not directly control our Allies, we only make requests and suggestions and if they are able to do so, we are immensely grateful. At the same time, if they suddenly decide that they no longer wish to ally with us, we will not seek any action against them unless they openly assault us.

            Followers, as briefly explained before, make up the submissive members of our movement. It is these individuals that will be trained to follow Us, to learn from Us, to do as We command and to become greater than they were before. We do not force any action upon those that are Our Followers and should Our teachings be too much for them, they are politely shown the way out. We are not in the business of converting people, it is merely My responsibility as a Leading Individual or a Dominant individual to lead those that desire to be lead. If they are Followers that wish to pleasure Us, then we will train them to do so. If not, they will not be trained to do so. As a Dominant individual, it shall be Our task to teach discipline and correct decorum unto those who desire Our teachings. It is a responsibility that We take seriously, for if We fail to impart knowledge and discipline unto those that become Our students, then We fail one of our primary goals.

            Supporters would immediately be thought to be those who give us some sort of funding for Our movement. Ours is a movement that requires no funding nor mandatory actions by being a part of it. Supporters, as such, would be individuals that believe in Our movement and if necessary, will be willing to explain Our movement to those that are unaware or unwilling to listen to Us personally. With any new movement, there are those that will view Us as “evil”, “corrupting”, “damaging”, “anarchists”, anything of that sort. It is Our Supporters that will stand beside us in full confidence and make certain that those who are talking ill of us are given the knowledge of what We are before they openly make Us out to be the enemy. We do not want unnecessarily harm people but those who present themselves as the enemy unto Us will be dealt with accordingly.

            Given that statement, one must wonder why We openly state Our mission to destroy humanity. Humanity, given its history, its tendencies and its own beliefs, will no doubt desire only Our destruction should We offer Our movement as an alternative peacefully. In fact, there have already been several cases in which people have looked upon Us with utter disdain without any prior knowledge or understanding as to what We are trying to accomplish. As such, this reaction is to be expected of the entire human race and due to this, We can take no such risks. We shall destroy all who openly come against Us, We shall devour those that betray Us, and We shall stand tall as a strong, collective of like-minded individuals in the face of those that have nothing but ill-will to express towards us.

            With all of this being said, what exactly is the process of becoming part of the Almighty Infection? The process can be completed in three different ways: through a blood transfusion, through a bite from an Infected individual or through sexual intercourse from or by an Infected individual. The blood transfusion is the least messy method of infection as well as the most impersonal. Through a simple IV or a syringe, the infected blood mixture can be introduced into the blood system of a prospective individual and take effect within minutes. The transfer rate is different depending on the physiology (physical make up) of the individual, but generally it will take under five minutes for complete inoculation.

            The second method, by bite, can be the most painful of the methods of infection. It involves using Our sharpened fangs in order to pierce the neck of a prospective member in order to transfer the infected blood. While it may seem unnecessary to those who believe it is the same as the blood transfusion option, it is a method tailored for those who enjoy being bitten as a fetish or source of pleasure. The transfer rate is faster than through a syringe as well due to the activating factors located within the saliva of Infected individuals. Once the bite is complete, the individual bitten may feel a degree of discomfort or dizziness for several minutes before comfort is re-established. After the degree of discomfort, the individual will feel a slight rush of adrenaline before their body calms and finally begins the process of forming with the Almighty Infection.

            The final method of infection is through sexual intercourse. While it may appear that this is the basis for a sexual cult of sorts, it must be made clear that sexual activity is not the main basis behind this movement. Sexual intercourse is an aspect but not an important one. Those that do not desire this option will not be ostracized. Back on topic, an Infected individual will use his/her sexual organs in order to infect a prospective individual from the inside. Through the passionate meeting of the flesh, the prospective individual will be infected and will feel pleasure beyond their belief. Through this method, it is likely that sexual desire will be spiked heavily, leading to a burning desire for more pleasure following the infection. This same sensation may be felt upon the use of a syringe depending on the place in which an individual is struck with the needle, such as the buttocks or sexual organ. A final warning: it may be difficult to achieve the same degree of pleasure from an individual that is not Infected.

The Teachings of the Almighty Infection

            Ours is not a movement that involves explosive action like those perpetrated by typical human anarchist movements. We plan to take the world through reasoning as well as through destruction as the need arises. However, before we can do that, we must teach those that agree with us and follow us the important aspects of the Almighty Infection. Some of the most basic of these aspects involves very simple terms: Pride, Communication, Union, and Expression of the Natural. These are the main aspects of the movement and We shall explain each of them.

            Pride is the first of these important aspects. We are creating new life in this new world and this new life will be proud of what it is and what they believe in. There will be no shame in being what We are and what We enjoy. There will be no shame in possessing the beliefs We have. There will only be pride in being who We are, what We are and Our future. Those who act with shame will be shown the proper path and if they still do not walk proudly, they will be left behind to burn in the flames of the new world.

            Communication is the second important aspect of the Almighty Infection. We make it incredibly important to discuss things between Ourselves and to those that do not understand what Our motives are. In addition, We believe that open communication of all things makes the world that much better to live in. While privacy is very much respected, if a fact is known that could cause harm to Us all or to one of Our own, it would be important to openly discuss any issues between all of Us. The greatest of societies fall due to the loss of trust and the closed-doors nature of the individuals that are within it. To make certain this doesn’t happen, We request as much open dialogue as possible, within reason and within select limitations of privacy requested.

            Union is the third important aspect of the Almighty Infection. We stand tall on Our own but We stand strong as a complete mind and collective family. If one of Us is in distress, all of Us are in distress. If one of Us is attacked, all of Us is attacked. We shall look after each other unless the issue calls for the individual to solely act responsibly. While among Our most important beliefs is a strong distaste for attracting unnecessary attention, if it is attracted We will do what is necessary to diffuse the situation before it can get out of hand. Those that cause trouble on purpose and for no reason except to cause trouble will be cast out immediately; We have no need for unnecessary dramatics and We have no need for troublemakers. Ours is a movement about change, not about unnecessary foolishness.

            Finally, the last important aspect of the Almighty Infection is through what We call the Expression of the Natural. This belief is merely that what is truly within us all is a natural expression of desire. This is not to say that We approve of anything that is forced upon another for pleasure, unless that is what individuals are into. What We are saying is that within us all is a natural desire to feel pleasure and We believe that the desire should be expressed without fear of being looked upon with disdain. More importantly, the open expression of desire, sexuality and other beliefs will do a great deal of good for Our new society in order to be able to address such desires. If an individual desires to be treated as an object, they will be. If an individual desires to be controlled, they will be. If an individual desires to control, they will find those to match them and enable them to accomplish that. Free expression of the natural desires and feelings within Us all is important and something that will be integral to the creation of Our new world.

The Plan

            Now with all of the important information well-established, what is Our plan of action? For starters, We begin by establishing who are Our Allies, Followers and Supporters. We need not gather a large number of them, We need only the fiercely loyal. Once We have established that, We will begin spreading Our beliefs across the country and then the world. Our beliefs will be accepted by only a few, an eventuality that We fully embrace, for those that act against Us will be purged in the flames. Once Our beliefs have been accepted, refuted or blatantly disregarded against, We will begin spreading Our armed forces in order to begin the purging of humanity. It will be a messy procedure but it is an essential one, for the new world cannot be established so long as a single resistant human being remains on the planet.

            After a majority of the humans have been eliminated, we shall begin rebuilding. We shall use the natural properly to create Our new society, rather than to overuse what is essentially limited resources. The Almighty Infection will have spawned a new species of creatures by this time, enabling them to possess some degree of evolved body changes, such as tails, horns or even limb additions. However, these beings will be controlled in order to make certain that there is no disregard of Our beliefs. The new world We create will be a far better world than what humanity would ever be capable of creating by this time. By destroying the majority that do not willingly accept change, it is Our belief that the world can be started anew and with new blood instead of the same human species that has damaged the planet beyond recognition. Our only hope is that there will be a fair degree of followers but We can only hope.

In Conclusion

            The Almighty Infection is no cult, it is no militarized insurrection, it is no campaign for enslavement nor is it a march to destruction. It is a belief, it is a movement for change to create a greater world with Us leading the charge. We do not expect a lot of believers, We do not expect the movement to be an easy change. However, We are willing to work what is essentially Our second bid for life within this world for as long as it may stand. At the end of the day, humanity has run its course for long enough. There is no reason for humanity to exist and it is Our time to take the world. Some may believe this to be an act of revenge, and in some way it is. However, there is more than personal vengeance on the line. Ours is a plan that will create the world as something new and something great, but only for those that are willing to offer their minds to new beliefs. To everyone else, We offer only a turned cheek for as long as it remains untouched.