A Double-Sided Dagger

It had been three days since I had been bound used and fucked. I had started to make friends, and I knew I was going to love my new school. I still could not bring myself to call home and speak to my father. I knew my mother had no idea about anything so I was not about to talk to her, but I found myself wondering around the university, and city wondering what had really happened two nights ago. I knew what I had been told. I knew my silver lining as it were was something only an intense experience could bring about, but I also knew all the sex, torture and pain had been about something else entirely. I knew I was going to want more, and when I did, would I have or even want control over it? Could I go back to being the same person who had come here simply looking for something I was now able to understand? I had not noticed that I had walked right past my dorm and back into the meadow. I had taken some time the day I arrived to walk around a bit, but this expanse of grass had caught me off guard. I had not expected to find this much open space in such a large city area. Though, there was an even larger expanse of park to the East of the school, Holyrood Park. I wanted to be away from people, the rest of the day, if I could.

My classes today had been more of the normal, for a first week in school. My father, had lectured me about how college worked long before I was in it for myself. I knew better then to allow myself to fall behind on my work, but I also knew the challenging stuff would not come for a few week in. The breeze was cool, and I could smell the sea not far off. There were not too many people about and I was free to lie in the grass and enjoy the clouds above me. I wish I had realized how warm it was going to be today, when I dressed for my day. I was wearing jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. It was much warmer here then the Internet had said when I was researching my new home. I would have liked to be in a sundress, not jeans, but I had not brought any with me. My body was not as I would like, but I could not complain either. I am five feet two inches tall with reddish brown hair. I have the natural curves of a woman in the nineteen thirties. I have always wanted a smaller frame, but then what woman is completely happy with the way they look? As it is today, my breasts were like the rest of me, itching for something sexual, but not knowing exactly what I wanted. When I had been tied up a few nights back, I had never been hit before. That being said, I have to admit I liked it much more then I would have wanted to admit before it happened. I had once read a book with something called S&M in the title, but my mother had taken it from me saying it was only from the devil. I knew there were people out there who liked being hurt, so there must be those who like doing the hurting. It had never occurred to me this would ever be mixed with sex, but now, I felt trapped between two worlds.

On one hand, I was still the girl from Cincinnati Ohio USA, who only wanted to explore her world and find understanding in the past. But, there was also this new woman emerging under the first. She knew the darker world now existed in reality; not only old stories and she also had tasted the sweet touch of pain and orgasm. She wanted the extra part the younger girl had no idea existed. I felt as if I were straddling a beam of wood. On one side the world nice, normal and ready to catch me. On the other, a whip, blindfold and screams to fill my nights. I had found my way to the school of my choice, but it had taken my two years to choose it. I looked up to the sky and wondered how long it would take me to make this decision? I had not noticed someone coming up from behind me till they spoke and almost scared me to death.

“Kendal? Are you interested in some company?”

I climbed off my back to look at the young man who had spoken to me. I could not remember his name, but knew he was another exchange student from the states. I had not wanted company, but maybe this would turn out to be a good thing.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“I beg your pardon, you re Kendal, right? You and I are in the same English class this term. I was wondering if you would like some company? My name is Thomas Shore, I am from San Francisco California.”

“Yes, please take a seat. How did you come to Edinburgh for college?”

He sat down next to me, though he did seem a bit shy. I could have lain down and not touched him he was so far away. He obviously had no problems in making his presence known, but I could not decide if he was interested in me because I was a girl, or because I was from the states. I must admit, he was quite nice to look at. Short dark brown hair, a strong face, no facial hair, thank god. A slender build and nicely managed muscles on the arms at any rate. He was wearing jeans, just as I was, but he did not seem as uncomfortable. I tried to look happy to have company, but in all honestly, I would have liked him better if he had just left me alone.

“I could not help bing interested in you from class. You seem to be the only other American here beside myself. Don’t get me wrong, I did not expect the school to be filled with us, but a few more would have made this easier.”

“I don’t understand, why would you come to school this far from home if you wanted to be around other American’s? I came here because they had a program of study I am interested in and because I hopped I would be the only American here.”

“It would seem then, that you are happier then I am with your choices in schools.”

I could not imagine wanting to be surrounded with more of the ignorant jerks I was use to in high school, but then I chose to come her on my own terms, I was starting to realize that was not the case for Thomas. When I did not respond to his last statement, he looked at the ground as if trying to come up with something else to say. I knew I could give him a cold shoulder and he would likely leave, but I also knew I had not made many friends yet, and friends are always a commodity to have in life. I sat for another moment and spoke again. I still was in no mood to be bothered, but being polite was not going to kill me.

“Why did you come here? I am guessing from your lack of words this was not your idea. If that is the case, why were your parents so determined to send you so far off for college?”

Again, he said nothing, but he did bring his eyes up to my level and look me straight. I could see he was not use to having to beg for friends, but I still could think of a millions schools closer to home, then this one. Why had he been sent here in the first place?

“My mother is from Edinburgh, and my father attended this school. It is where they met. I was offered a football scholarship to three different school all places where my friends would be attending, but they had decided this for me, a long time ago. I truly do not know why I am here, but tell the truth, I would give anything to simply go home. I can tell you don’t want to be bothered today, would you like me to leave you alone?”

I think he knew the answer to that, as well as I did, but he continued to sit on the grass, obviously hoping I would change my mind. What I wanted was something far harsher then this young man would ever be able to muster, but that again, was not going to happen tonight. The day was bright, the sun shining and though he would not have been my first choice for a companion, I had no one else to talk to so I gave in.

“Honestly I wanted to be alone today, but since we are both here and neither of us know anyone else, I don’t see why we can’t find a way to get to know each other better, if you like?”

“I would like to have one person I know here, but I am really not in the mood to simply sit. Would you be against going for a walk, and not staying here in the park?”

“I don’t see why not, do you have anywhere in particular you want to walk too, or do you just want to be more active?”

He took a breath and seemed to only be able to smile in response. WE both go to our feet and when I had collected my things from the ground, he surprised me by offering to carry them for me. I don’t think any boy has ever offered to carry my books for me till now, though I was more then happy to carry them for myself. We set off in the direction that would take us back into a maze of tightly woven buildings. The streets here were very different then the ones back in Cincinnati. There were buildings on both sides, give and take two to three stories tall. Mostly shops in the bottoms, but living apartments above gave way to more building being built on both sides of the street. This must be an old part of the city. I knew there were skyscrapers of glass and stone on the other side of town. To my surprise, Thomas a good person to talk to, he knew quite a bit about the area, being that his parents had met here. His mother had been from a highborn family, though you would never know it from looking at him. His father had been a lucky American who had fallen in love with the right girl in college. They were both attorney’s back in the states, and this was the first time he had to Edinburgh since he was a young child.

As we walked he told me more and more of his family. It would seem, that like my own father, they had many things that were never spoken of; like he had not known his mother was high born till a week ago when he had been left here to fend for himself. He had only been given a weeks notice to say good bye to his friends. He had thought he would be going to UCLA, and at the last minute they dropped on him that he would be leaving the country for college. As things went, I would have been more then pissed at my family, if they had done something like this to me, but he seemed to be taking it rather well. The afternoon wound on and by the time the sun was going down, I think it was safe to say, he knew almost everything about me, and I him. We had stopped and had dinner in a local pub. It was odd to know we could both have drinks with our meals, one more reason I was not going to argue about living here. My father had brought me up having a respect for well-made beer and since I was legal here, I was going to enjoy myself. We spent a bit more time in the pub then we had expected too, but by the time we left, I was a bit past drunk, and he looked as if he may just curl up in the street and die. I could not help but to giggle, it had not occurred to me till this moment that he may never have had alcohol till tonight. From what he had told me about his family, it would not surprise me.

I was almost walking for us both by the time I got us back to the dorms for first years. I had forgotten till we reached his floor that the dorms were coed and I was not going to have to walk further to find my own bed, after I left him to his. While standing at his door, waiting for him to find the key he did give me a bit of a surprise. He was leaning on me, trying not to fall and decided to use my lips for more support. I did not know if I should smack him, or kiss him back, but before I could make up my mind, he found the key opened his door and we both fell into his room. As he landed on me, I could feel on part of him not completely out of order. It brought a since of need and desire to the surface, I had not been expecting. My nipples hardened, the hairs on my naval stood on end and I gave in to anything he may have wanted to try.

I was the first to slide my tongue into his mouth, though he was not far behind. As my blouse and bra fell to the floor, I started to wonder if he had been drunk at all. More and more he seemed to find his senses, and more and more I found strong firm hands on my hips, breasts and ass. Since this is all I had wanted in two days, I was not about to argue but, when he tried to pin me to the wall and push his cock into me, I realized this boy had known what he was doing from the moment he sat on the grass next to me earlier today. I found my hands forced behind me, his hot drunken breath panting on my face and a feeling of overall disgust for everything Thomas. I had liked being slapped and used in the cave, but knowing this is all he had wanted from the very beginning, brought something very dark and very evil to my surface. I felt something change from deep within, and when he thought he had all the right cards in his hands; I decided to show him otherwise. My knee found his overly swollen cock, and I saw him fall to the floor with a bit of rage of his own splashed over his face. Looking down, I realized he must have done this little trick often back home, but now, he had a woman who was more then willing to take all the control from him, and break his little will.

“So, I am guessing you thought you would get me home, fuck me raw and through me out, well Thomas, let me tell you just how badly you fucked up tonight. I don’t think you have enough man in you to give me everything I want. I don’t think you have enough balls in you to take what I want to give you and since I am in no mood to waste a second more of my time on a foolish little boy like you, I think I am going to simply take my leave. Good night!”

While he was still on the floor, I gave him a good kick to his cock and balls, once again. He rolled into a ball and whined as my foot felt his cock crunch between it and the hard wooden floor. I knew he was past the point of anger, but I found a need for something far worse then the sex, he obviously wanted tonight. The growing need to only hurt him grew within my depths and as it did so, I felt the same thing now as when I found my silver lining a few days back. Only this time it tore a good bit more then me being used. I knew I could hurt him. Kew I could make him scream and knew this little boy from back home would have no idea how to retaliate later on. As I stood over him I could only smile at the pain and humiliation I was causing him. Never before had I wanted to be so mean to any one person, but now, seeing how I was supposed to be the prey tonight, and not the beast, I could not bring myself to feel any pity for him. I picked up my bra and blouse, slapped his face as I was bent over and made sure he caught my eyes when I spoke to him.

“You just remember this night the next time you think you can hurt and use a woman. You remember my foot and your silly cock; do you hear me you little shit? If I find out you have tried this stunt with another girl, I will break your cock off and shove it up your ass! You are nothing! You will never be anything and you will never attempt this again, will you?”

I could see he was starting to truly fear the woman he had chosen to use this night. I could see a bit of reality shinning in his eyes, but not enough to bring me back to feeling human. I kicked him again, on my way out the door, only this time I kicked his face. I knew I had made my point when he could not get off the floor to keep me from leaving. There were other students in the hall when I opened the door to leave. Another girl I had seen in class was walking by, and as she saw him on the floor, made a point to smile and laugh, at his expense. I could only imagine he had tried something like this on her and she had not allowed it to go this far. Silly little boy thinking because he played sports back home, that he would be able to get away with this shit here. I closed the door, and she stopped to talk to me.

“So I see you did not like the game he was trying to play? Well he tried it with me, his first night here and I thought I had made it clear to him, that was not how a man treats a woman, not in this part of the world anyway. I hope he did not hurt you, I would hate to have to kill him!”

“No worry there, I think he got quite a bit more then he had expected tonight. I believe you and I have a class together, my name is Kendal.”

“Amy, Amy Stine, nice to meet you Kendal. Are you from the states like the ass you just left?”

“Yea, only I was the one who wanted to come here, he told me this was not his idea, maybe he thinks the women here will put up with his shit, maybe not now.”

We both laughed as we walked down the hall towards the stair leading to the upper floors and my room. Amy was the kind of woman I would like to get to know better, but when I got to my own door, she smiled at me, wished me good night, and told me she would look forward to classes tomorrow. I had just shut my door when there was a knock, a part of me hopped Amy had changed her mind, and maybe wanted to get to know me better, but when I opened the door, the woman on the other side, smiling was not my new friend Amy. It was Trinay’a, and her smile brought the dark within me back to the surface. I opened the door and stepped to the side inviting her in. She was not alone, and when she and another man were both in my room, I closed the door again. I had hoped the other man may be one from the other night, but this was someone I had not met yet. I only had one chair in my room, but I offered it to Trinay’a, she took a seat while the man and I both took a seat on my bed. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to have her hurt me, but I also wanted something more. Her smile did not fade, though I knew everything I wanted I would not be getting tonight.

“It would seem you have had an interesting night Kendal. Did you enjoy hurting him so much? I would have thought you would have been a bit less hard on the boy, but maybe you are further along then we had thought a few nights ago?”

My mouth fell open when I realized everything that had happened tonight had been by their hand. I feared I had just destroyed a boy who had not planed to use or hurt me, but then He did seem to enjoy himself till I took back my control. I was still confused by her words, but only a bit. I knew my actions were my own, I also knew something had opened in me a few nights back and whatever it was, was now making a play at my own life.

“Why do I get the feeling you had a hand in planning this day out? Did Thomas have any free will in anything, or was it all done without his authority?”

“Kendal, you seem to think we can just make a grown boy do whatever we want. Now what would give you an idea like that? You knew what happened to you last eek was planned from your birth, but this silly boy has nothing to do with us. We only watched your events today, and I must say you seem to be holding a double-sided dagger in you hands. Would you not agree?”

“I have no idea what you mean, but I also don’t feel a bit bad for what I did to him. If I had not, I am sure I would have been rapped tonight. I can only imagine you would have allowed that to take place, had I not stopped him?”

“Of course we would have. We are not here to be your protectors, or guardians. We re here to make sure you learn what path it is you are supposed to take. If you find yourself in a foolish situation, then that is by your own hand, or in the least by the lack of your doing anything to avoid it. I think you behaved exactly the way many other women would have did you not get the same feeling from Amy only a few minutes ago? It was clear, if you had been willing to open your mouth and not simply be quite, you would have had much more fun with her tonight.”

No part of me had been waiting for anything today. Now I had Trinay’a telling me they were going to watch me, my every step and only make sure I went the way I was supposed to? What in the hell did that mean? I felt my blood boil and I knew this was also exactly what she wanted to happen. Was I only to be a puppet while I attended school here? Would they ever give me any real answers, or would I have to simply stumble on alone in the dark?

“You know dear, for someone who gets such good grades in school, you don’t pay very good attention. I just told you, you should have told Amy what you wanted. And now you sit there only thinking what you want to know, not asking. Just a suggestion, you know, if you ever want or need us all you have to do is ask. Good night dear, and do try to ask questions with your lips, not your mind. There are very few people in the world today who can read your thoughts, and none of them are likely to give you answers you do not ask for properly.”

She and the man, who had said nothing got to their feet and walked to the door. When they were about to leave, I decided to do as she had said.

“What is all this about? What path do you want me on, and why?”

“I would think the path is simple, but since you asked, I will tell you. Your path is a dark one. It is why you came to this school. It is why you took so much enjoyment from your abuse the other night and it is why you will continue looking for pleasures in the shadows. As for what this is all about, ell dear, all this is about you realizing what you truly are, where you belong and the why is because we are just like you and want you to find understanding? Is there anything else you would like to know, or do you only want a good hard fuck and abuse?”

I knew what I wanted to say, knew what I truly wanted, but as always feared opening my mouth. They walked out the door, both smiling at me, and right before they left, then man came back in, grabbed me by the hair, slammed me on the wall and tore off my blouse and bra. He turned me around, slapped my face, slapped my tits and pushed his hand down my paints. I did not mean to come so hard so fast, but this was everything I had been wanting for days. The only problem was, when I cam, he stopped, withdrew his hands and lovingly kissed my lips. Then he turned walked out of the room and down the hall with Trinay’a. I was left in my room, panting, and wanting more. My face was red, I could barely breath and I felt a bit more used then before, but I had found my first real answer. I now knew I was very different then the others around me. I now knew they were always going to be watching and though it was not for my safety, something about knowing they were out there, gave me a sense of peace.

I removed the last bit of my clothing. Climbed into bed and tried to think about my life before this as I fell to darkness. How could I be so different? Why was coming her starting to feel more like a need then a want and what was I going to have to go through to find out?

My Silver Lining

Now:

My body screamed, my hips twitched but the bonds holding my hands held fast. Another slap across my face, a fist full of my own hair, ripping my head back again. More tears falling form my eyes, reminded me I was far from where I had thought I would be tonight. I could hear them laughing at me. I knew my pain brought them some sick kind of joy, but I still had no idea why. Nothing I had ever been taught could have prepared me for this night! One voice rang through the rest, the same voice I had trusted only hours ago. It had sounded soft and loving the first time I had heard it, though now, I could only winch away from her sound. Another slap, another pinch, another cry. I could only cry from my pain and humiliation. What had I done to deserve any of this?

“Look at her little red face now, look at her tears! Not so important now are you bitch! And to think, a few short days ago, you were so blind and innocent. You were so determined to understand the occult and expose all our  secrets. What do you think of your goals now? Do you think this is a shadow that should be cast on the unknowing world, or should you try to play in your own arena, Ha! She is not going to make it through the night. I would not have ever believed a virgin like you could have held out so long. O’well I guess I learned something tonight. Again!”

No warning this time, but the single word, again. The last time I had heard that word was some hours back, and it had started with my face being slapped so hard I could feel the sting all the way to my feet. The slapping had not only been on my face, but my bare ass as well. That had been the second round, though the first was nothing compared to now. All this had started with a simple nibble on my neckline during a random kiss in the meadows. Now, I had my hands roped together, suspending me above the floor. My knees were bound the same, only allowing me a small amount of movement when I was struck. All this was supposed to be my first night out on a new town. It should have been the time of my life. I should not be screaming in pain, begging to be allowed to return to my dormitory. All of this had happened so fast, and now my mind could no longer keep up. I could not keep up with the screams, the pain, the laughter, at my expense, or the fear of what was next to come! That fear, most of all is what had me in tears right now. New friends, new town, new university and my life laid out before me. This was not a road I wanted to be on or a lesson I had ever wanted to learn. Her voice echoed across the room again. though, this time there was something darker in the ring. something warning me to prepare myself.

“Now, lets see just how strong you are? Lets see if your strong little mind can break through the silver lining!”

Yesterday:

Kendal, you know if you are not fully prepared for his term, you will never survive. Now look at me, I know you want your father and I to leave and allow you to whatever, but I am still worried this is too big a step. You did, after all, only turn eighteen yesterday. Why do you have to attend a school so far from home again?”

“Mother of god Martha, leave the poor girl alone. If you keep hounding her, she will never want to grow up. Lets go already! Our flight leaves in little more then three hours and you are the one who wants to be home by tomorrow evening, heaven forbid you miss a church meeting.”

And that is how I was going to remember my parents dropping me off for college. My mother nagging at me, my father, as always, telling my mother to back off my case and me wanting to simply scream. We had only gone over where I was going to attend school for two years. One would think after that much time, even my mother would get it through her head this was not the end of the world. Though, physically it is close. My father had been the one who helped me pick out this school. He knew I wanted to pursue a career in parapsychology. That my lack of faith had helped to forge my path as it were. It was my mother who wanted me to wear nice dresses, a cross around my neck and put my faith in a god, no one could truly explain, not to me anyway. She went to mass three times a week, helped in her church and made sure I never did anything in or around anyone who may upset her predetermined path for me. There was one problem to all this, I did not believe in any one god. I did not see the hard answers coming form the light, but maybe from the darkness. I felt things I could not explain, knew things I had not learned and wanted abilities, my mother were sure to set me to follow the devil. I wanted to find understanding in the ways of a world now, long forgotten. I wanted to study in a place that once held life to, what the church called the occult.

No I had asked my father a few years back if any schools in the world studied the paranormal and had any kind of degree programs therein? At first, even he thought I was just messing with him, but over time when I kept asking for his help to find a school I could goto when I finished high school, he came around. Now, I have to admit, my mother has one thing right, I did pick a school a very long way form Cincinnati Ohio. The city alone has a repartition of being a bit creepy and odd, but where else would I ever stumble across the paranormal? Edinburgh Scotland, was the home of ancient buildings, old world believes and a school that did not shy away from the possibility of something, normal people did not want to know about. I knew when my father and I first found it on the internet, that the location alone, would upset my mother to no end. I also knew the chance of me even being able to afford this school was remote at best, but I still knew I had found what I had been searching for.

My father and I had decided the best way to proceed with this plan was to say nothing to my mother till we had a better idea wha it would take for me to come here. I set to getting the best grades possible, though, that was nothing new. By the time I had a year left in school, I was at a 3.8GPA, and did not think I could do much better then that. My father was a professor at UC, in English Literature. He had promised to ask around and see if anyone knew anything about the University of Edinburgh. To both our delights a visiting professor form London had told him almost everything he could have wanted to know. By the time I started my last year in high school, we knew I had found the school I would want to attend. Now, we had to break the news to my mother.

It had not occurred to me just how badly she would have taken it, but I swear I thought my parents would get divorced over the whole thing. Yelling turned to silence, but over the months and my grades stayed just below 4.0 even my mother started to realize just how important this was to me. Nine weeks ago I came home to find her on a video chat with none other then the dean of the college I wanted to attend. They had been speaking for more then five hours when I arrived, and they continued to speak well into the night. I may never know what he said to her, nor her over all reply, but the next morning, she woke my father and I to the very open attitude that I had been accepted to the university in Edinburgh. Nothing will ever help my father and I to understand how she changed her mind so quickly, but within a week, I had mail on my new school, my first class schedule and my dorm assignments. All in all the time flew by in my departing from the United States to come here. I honestly, had never been this far from home, but the flight to London was one of the most exciting days of my life. All of us took turns going over information we found on my upcoming city. I knew some of its old history, I knew this was once a city considered the center of the world. I knew it had its darker past and I knew that was the past I wanted to understand. We landed in London and made our way to the rail station. I felt a bit like “Harry Potter” getting fray for a year in “Hogwarts”. I knew much of that stories settings had been created by building snd places in the UK and Edinburgh. All the way I felt like I was in a dream. I felt like there was something watching or even chasing me to my new home. What would I fine, once I was on my own? What secrets would be shown to me in this ancient city? Where was the world taking me?

Now:

“Has it occurred to anyone else, but this little thing seems to be taking all this quite well! We beat her, she moans and screams. We push her and she come back for more. Do you know why you are here young Kendal?”

All I could do was gasp for air, the question completely went past my attention. My body hurt, my inner thighs were shaking and though I had only had sex once, I could only imagine all the rest I was feeling was one or more orgasm’s. The woman who had been in charge of it all, was leaning near me again. I could feel her cold sweat dripping on my steaming body. My eyes had been covered long before the night had started, but I knew certain sounds I was able to hear in the foreground and background. Waves smashing on rocks and the surf on a beach beyond. I was trying to consider the map of the area I had studies yesterday, but I knew so little about my new home. I was about to answer her question, when another kind of torment started.

“You know love, if you don’t answer me, I may have to allow them to do this to you all night! Maybe you would like that. Maybe, you want this, we all know how far you came to be here with us. Perhaps you will learn more about our ways of life, then you ever imagined. Blayde is going to make you scream, for a while. We will try talking again after.”

The bonds holding my knees together were cut and my legs fell open from the pain growing between them. I had no idea what was coming next, that was till I felt strong hands pulling apart my thighs and  something wet, could be a tongue filling my open vagina! I had already been holding so much back tonight. This felt heavenly, though the teeth surrounding the tongue bit down and I could only scream in agony. A wave of intense pain force strength and rush hit me between my legs, I could not stop shaking. I could not breath and I could not respond.

the tides continued to crash, in the background. His tongue worked its way up both sides of my labia and I new I was drenching his face with all my overwhelming needs. Another nibble to my clit, another suck on my swollen whole and now another wave of rush, I could not explain. Over and over he pushed me. Over and over he used me. It started with only his tongue and teeth, but quickly moved to another person behind me, massive swollen cock pressing against my ass cheeks. I knew what was coming. Knew I was not ready for this kind of use, but also knew I had little choice. His tongue was sliding over my clit again, his fingers probing around my ass and a cock took no worry about taking anything slowly. I knew my screams would be heard on the other side of the world, as a cock slammed its way into my already used body. I felt a wave of power flow though me. Something I had never experienced before, and something new, past sex. this was something I could not have imagined. Again a wave hit me and again my hands pulled at the bond holding them to the ceiling above. I thought, for a split second, I could break them.

I pulled as the cock slammed into me over and over again. Moving form my vagina to my ass. My head was swimming, my body crying and the ropes around my hands snapped! I fell to the floor, the guy behind me grunting as I fell free of his cock. the laughter in the room, all but stopped. The talking stopped and her voice stopped! I feared for the reparations of what I had just accomplished, though, I also knew I was on the threshold of smoothing new. Something I had never before considered possible. My body was still on fire. My vagina still ached from the hard pounding I had been given all night. My hands refused to work and my eyes were completely foggy. The one thing that seemed to work better then ever before, my mind. It was clear an crisp! I was able to break down everything that had happened this night.

I saw myself being taken. I saw the cave I was taken too and I saw the woman who had been laughing at me all nigh long. I could not see her desires, though her face told me much. A simple silver neckless around her neck told me I had been found by the very people I had come to Edinburgh to find. They knew I was coming. They knew of my darkest desires and they knew I had arrived. Since the very moment my parents had left, they had been watching me. I saw what they had done, thus far, what they still planed to do further, but most of all, I saw the reaction in me, they had witnessed this night. they saw a young woman, close to innocent in sex and love, take more pain and torment then any before her, for more then three hundred years. They saw a woman who could, if I held out, accomplish their dreams of a possible new member. A possible new servant of the darkness. Could I truly grow to belong to the very darkness I wished to learn about?

Her voice filled my mind, my ears my very being. I knew this was some point hey had not expected to reach this night. No one in this room had expected me to pass the first test. But, here we were and I was ready to proceed to the next level. I feared what level two would hold, seeing how level one had my body aching and crying for mercy. I knew from my fathers teachings, mercy was a completely English word. It did not exist outside this language, therefore the possibility of it being real in a time before English was close to none. Could they understand what they had already done to me? How close I was to falling to true darkness? My mind wavered, for only a split second, then cleared again. I could have been dreaming, though I was sure this was, in fact, reality. There was a shift in the darkness behind my blindfold, revealing something beyond what my eyes were able to see. I felt it change. I felt the power within me move, and I knew I no longer needed to be a prisoner. Not to the ones holding me. Not to my own lack of insight to life, and not to anything else. The woman’s voice broke my thoughts, though only for a moment. She spoke as my arms tore the ropes holding me from the ceiling above.

“It would seem she does have the ability to become more then we thought a few short hours ago. Her own personal silver lining is showing, and I do believe she can now see it for herself. Kendal, can you see what we have done to you this night? Can you feel the change within you and can you understand the most basic fabric required to live in what you, only a few short days ago would have said an ancient understanding?”

As my body fell to the floor, and the man behind me, the one who had been fucking my body, knelt down to help me up. He removed the blindfold covering my eyes and I could clearly see the cave and the shoreline outside. Her question echoed in my mind. Her words filled me with  since of wonder, anger and maybe even an open sense of possibilities I had never known before. I still shook from the last orgasm, and my body now ached from the use I had been put through. Though, there was now, something else to stand on too. I knew what she had said about my silver lining made perfect sense. I had seen something real behind my blindfold right before I was able to free myself. And though I still had little idea how I was not free, I knew what these people had done to me this night, would be a foundation of my new life and understandings to come. From this point on, I would be able to learn and grow without the limitations that had been put in place by the world and society I had grown up in.

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I did so and allowed it out slowly as I reopened my eyes. The woman who had spoken all night, now stood above me. I had half expected her to look dreadful, but to my surprise, she did not. Cloaked in a heave black robe, her hair shown dark red in the little bit of moon light bouncing off the ocean surf, not far from my position. She smiled as I looked up to her. Smiled in the most peculiar way. Then she knelt down, making our eyes level to the others. She raised her left hand, freeing my hair from my face, and continuing to smile. I knew this woman would now be my friend, my teacher and someone I would walk through life with. How had they done this? How could something so painful, so destructive to my personal being help me to understand an inner truth about myself I never knew existed? I could not answer that, though I guessed she could. Her next words would fill my mind for many days to come. Knowing I had to start classes tomorrow, I knew I would have a great deal of things to think on, though I doubted any of them would burn through me as her words did.

“I can see your angry. I can understand your fear and I can understand your doubt but, you are the first, in so very long who seems to have gotten something profound from this experience. Do you have any idea who we are, or why we have done this too you?”

“I don’t know who you are. I am not sure I fully understand why you have done this to me tonight, but I know something has changed. I know I have learned something I am guessing there is no other way to be taught. I felt something in me I can not understand. My body hurts, my limbs are sore, but I know to be angry with you is worthless. Will you? Can you tell me who you are. And in your own words why this has been done to me? Please.”

Others around the cave were coming over to sit on the ground with us. there were three other woman. Two men and a rather large cat. The people I could understand, but the cat had me speechless. When all of them were sitting on the ground, they all looked to each other, spoke only one word, “Lumine”, and the walls light up with candles and torches filling the room with light. The man who had been behind me came around and kissed the woman in front of me. He smiled at me, making sure I knew it was not his intention to bring harm to me. How I knew this, I can not tell you, I simply know. I heard, or kind of felt another presence enter the cave, from behind me. I felt a kind of power ebb off the walls and through me. I felt more of whatever they had awakened in me move, and the woman in front of me smiled and nodded her head in the direction of the entering individual. I turned my head, though when I first laid eyes on the man behind me, I had problems believing my own eyes. My father now stood not two feet behind me.  He was cloaked in the same attire as the rest. He too was smiling, though in a way I had never seen before. I could not speak, not find any words to explain how I felt, but before I felt too lost, he spoke for me.

“Kendal, your mother knows nothing about the happenings of this night. she knows very little about my real family, and my personal beliefs, but I can tell you now, you are on the path that was set for you many thousands of years ago. Before you try to speak, please listen to me. The woman in front of you is Trinay’a, She has been my teacher since I was your age. She led me through the same path you have been led through this night. I, like the rest of us, will always remember the first night we took our first step on our true journey. Please do not be upset with me or those around you. We have done this as many have done before us. How you will do and your children later down the lines. The ebbing you feel within you is the power you were born with, only never knew of till this night. You have the light of the universe burning within you. When you told me of your desire to come to Edinburgh to study, I knew it was time. I wish I could sty and watch you over the coming weeks, but I must now return to your mother and return to Cincinnati. Please know of my pride in you, and I believe you have taken the first step towards a brighter future, not only for you, but for the world.”

I could hardly breath as he spoke, but his words gave me a bit of peace. As he stopped speaking he opened his arms to me. I rose from the floor and hugged him. His eyes told me more then his words could accomplish. A deep breath and he backed away. I knew he had to go, but everything that had happened was still unclear. How could my own father know of the things I only dreamed of? How could he have known what would be done to me this night, and why would he allow it to happen? The way of the past or not, it all seemed unreal and barbaric, in some way. I had been hurt, fucked and pushed past what, dare I say, sanity. But, these people somehow knew the outcome of this event. They knew this would not kill me, but help to bring me to a greater understanding of myself. I returned to the floor and those still siting with me. I had questions, so many questions. I knew morning must be closing in and I had classes in a few short hours.

My mind raced with everything that had happened. With everything I was going to have to deal with in the morning and now the realization that my father had also gone through this at some point in his life. I needed sleep, I needed food I…

“If you will speak with us, we will answer your questions. If you wish to return to your dorm now, we will take you, and this can be done at a later time. I was starting to fear you would not find your silver lining tonight, but to all our splendor you have. We understand you are tired and hungry, what can we do to help you forward?”

Somehow she knew my thoughts. She knew my fears and concerns. I was growing more and more tired, with each passing moment, but I wanted my answers, maybe needed my answers. One question floated to my surface, and only one.

“Who are you all, and why me?”

“We are as we have always been, and always will progress to be. As you are now and your family before you. We are simply, Corde propter tenebras. We are the acolytes of darkness. I would hope you would have some understanding of why you Kendal, you are your fathers daughter, and thus a acolyte by birth. More answers will come, I promise you. I think it is past time you find your bed. You have a long day tomorrow an morning is quickly approaching. Shall I take you back to your dorm an bed, my dear?”

I could only nod vaguely, and hope they understood. I felt a hand on my back, helping me to my feet, and before I knew what was happening A loud annoying sound was bringing me back to a brightly light room and a pounding headache. I was not in any cave, there were no others around me, say my room mate and she still slept. I leaned over and turned off my alarm. My head swam, and my body ached, but I was not completely sure if last night had been real or some terrible dream. Getting to my feet, and readying myself for the day, I could hear a voice within telling me to look deeper. Was it a dream, or had something in me truly changed last night?