An Excerpt from my pending novel

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Author Message   Msprissy Newbie Poster Username: Msprissy Post Number: 3 Registered: 03-2006 Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) Posted on Sunday, March 19, 2006 - 10:40 pm:        Raped And Excerpt from “The Seduction of Mr. Bradley. Copyright draft © 2005 by Minnie E Miller Pending publication. Bill’s sex life was rolling toward chaos, to say the least. After a day with Jina, night brought another kind of reality. He stripped, showered, and lay on his gray satin sheet. For a long time he stared at the ceiling. It dawned on him that that sweet roll in Jina’s bed was only the beginning. The full force of the conflict hit him as he dozed off. Dreams interrupted his sleep. Pictures of his and Jina’s lovemaking rolled through his mind like moving picture slides against his closed eyelids. He tossed and turned, but couldn’t escape the electricity running through his groin. Emotions riveted his body. Yet, he couldn’t bring her face into focus. His mental state shifted to the soft footfalls he felt on his bed. He stirred, but still didn’t fully wake. Another faceless entity appeared against his still closed eyelids. A distinct tug on his scrotum knocked his head back on a pillow wet with perspiration. An unknown force locked him in place. The heat that moved up his body became more passionate. Bill partially lifted his head and gazed down his body searching for a face. He saw none; yet he knew what he felt. Gazing around his bedroom, he imagined the blue walls breathing in and expanding out. The moon cast eerie shadows in the bedroom. He cried out. “No. No!” Each movement to free his scrotum from whatever had grasped it only caused more sensations. “No, stop! Stop! Let go!” he yelled. The specter wasn’t having it. Tears mixed with sweat slid down the sides of his face. He could no longer fight the feeling. All-consuming electricity shot to his member knotting his stomach muscles. Hot breath on his member kept him erect. He heard muffled moans, haunting sounds, wasn’t sure, and thought it was his voice. Then the hot breath gave way to touch. He lost the fight to throw off the entity. Bill surrendered to the emotion, stretching and yelling. Finally convulsing, hot fluid flowed from his member, taking with it part of his soul. Now drained, the specter released him and an uncanny snicker circled the room. The walls returned to their normal shape and the moon drifted away from the bedroom window. Bill jumped up and let out a long hiss. “S-h-i-t! What the hell...?!” He backed away from the bed and stared at it. He looked around the dark room searching for something, he didn’t know what. Again, he nervously approached the bed, and searched for whoever, whatever, raped him in his sleep. “There’s the evidence, right there,” he said shouting and pointing at the bed. He was relieved to see the evidence, else he might have felt mentally off. “There, my cum... on the sheet! Goddamn!” Bill shook his braids now freed from their leather strap in the struggle. He spoke into the emptiness of the bedroom. “I’ve had wet dreams but this was...devil-motivated.” Even so, his body felt a bizarre sexual satisfaction, unmistakably erotic. Naked, he went into the living room, stood in the window, and wondered what had had a hold on him in his bed, in his home, in the middle of the night. Who was his uninvited visitor? He searched the streets twenty-eight floors below his window, not really expecting to see anything or anybody involved with his experience. He felt ridiculous. What could he possibly discern twenty-eight floors above the street? The moon shown in his living room window and the streets below were quiet. Slowly, sleep came creeping. He felt the need to go back to bed, started walking toward the bedroom, and stopped. “No, no, not there,” he said, shaking his head. He curled up in his leather recliner and wrapped in a throw. Eyes half-masked, he watched night move on and dawn arrive in his living room window.   Batmocop Newbie Poster Username: Batmocop Post Number: 4 Registered: 03-2006 Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) Posted on Tuesday, March 21, 2006 - 08:31 pm:        I don't know about anyone else... But if som' starts tuggin' on my scrotum while I can't move I'ma be one scared negro! :-) I have to admit it is an eye catching excerpt though. If Bills chaotic sex life gets any more fulfilling, he might not ever have to leave the house.... -BatMo->   Cynique "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Cynique Post Number: 4236 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) Posted on Tuesday, March 21, 2006 - 09:43 pm:        When a succubus is on the scene a man would do well to watch out for his scrotum! LMAO.