Preys and Predator Part II; the monster and witches' Chapter 36

 

36.

Ernest struggled against the mythical binds over his limbs. He was struggling on the floor when the demon invoked the spell over him. There was the demon there having pinned Maple to the wall, spread eagled there, and the demon was on the wall, clinging to her like a bat upside down.

“Do you know the sailor likes the harbour’s and salubrious, restful air, and protected bay from the storms, but he was anxious to get into the open sea? It is like yourself, mortal.” The demon shrieked towards Ernest. “The offering of mine…. Pardon me, the reward I was to ask is the salubrious strength to bestow on you, bestowing on you the movement of your legs. But alas, mortal, you are vain in looking at the works of mine.”

“Lies, demon.” Ernest cried out. “In the spells I read, we must hold dominance over you.”

“Peculiarity that baffles my kind. You asked for servitude, and yet you deny the same back to us.” The demon flicked the right index finger over the lips of the maid there. “You called us monsters, and yet you come to us to do your monstrous acts.”

“I deny you that.” Ernest looked at the maid. “Release her!”

“Her?” The demon laughed. “She whom you defiled of her chastity. Oh…… oh…. You did not feast your eyes on her flesh. Let me do it now for you.”

The demon pulled the dressing gown off the maid. She was shown in her nightgown, tattered on her frame.

“I hate these mortals. They are covered in layers and layers of clothes.” The demon pulled away the last shred of cover from the maid. Maple screamed but could not attempt to cover her nudity.

“Scream, mortal. I had shielded the chamber from the outside. No sound can be heard outside.” The demon looked at the maid. “I needed privacy and time. Yes, I had frozen the working of time flow here. We are just not... bothered by it. Where I come from, time flow does not exist, but an eternity of moments for you to know us.”

“I will kill you.” Ernest cursed out.

“Kill or be killed. We are incarcerated into the hellish domain as demons. We are neither dead nor alive. We do not exist like mortals. We may be considered as immortals, but we prefer to consider it as forever. Do you know what it is like to be a demon?”

“Well, we get fed by our own flesh, and then by the next moment, we are whole. Sounds like Prometheus and the crows? You could say we prelude that myth. We survive, or rather, we are symbolic in there by devouring the others, and then they may reappear to devour us. It is aever-ending cycle of existence.”

“But we do get the mortals like yourself.” The demon laughed. “Dante Alighieri, the Italian poet and writer? Did you read his volumes? I am sure you, Ernest Frankenstein.”

“In the volume, Inferno, he had three Inferno Monsters. The leopard, representing lust, is described as beautiful and not scary. The lion is described as enormous and represents pride. The she-wolf appears to be wasting away and represents greed.” The demon had his tongue out, licking his lips. “He was right. You and your brothers are no different. “William the Lion, Victor the She-Wolf, and you are the Leopard; lustful for power.”

“Scusate (excuse me in Wallachian) … … You are not lusting for power. You were the one with knowledge of power. You felt yourself incapable of physical mobility and used your knowledge to command others.”

“Spank, spank…. Ah… yes. Pardon me, Master. Are you done?” The demon mimics Ernest. “You needed to be reminded of pain to ease your own.”

“Demon, I command you to leave.” Ernest cursed once more.

“I leave. Do say it again.” The demon snarled at the mortal. “Do it!”

“Demon, I command you to leave.” Ernest cursed. The angered demon had the nearby cabinet fall onto Ernest’s legs. The heavy wooden oak cabinet crushed the crippled legs. Ernest screamed out.

“That is the real pain when you are crippled. Not your feeble push with the crutches.” The demon appeared before Ernest. “Now your legs are gone… … Distrus (destroyed in Romanian).”

“Let him go, demon.” Maple, still on the wall, pleaded with the demon. “Do not harm him…… Please.”

“The damsel comes to the distressed.” The demon reappeared by the maid. It leaned over to lick at the exposed left armpit of the maid. “Did he ever lick you here?”

The demon showed the sultry expression towards Ernest.

“I duly apologize. He just needed to be spanked.” The demon laughed. ““Ernest, Maple cares for you. Do you care for her? She likes to be touched there.”

The demon laid his hand on the maid and parted the flesh to caress her.

“Oh…… Oh…… Master……” The demon smiled when he licked his finger. He then looked at the figure, unable to move, and tears were at his eyes from the pain.

“None of that? Or you are naughty.” The demon smiled. “Look at your groin. You must have peed. Or was it……? Uh, uh…. I am disgusted. How could you even get aroused at this moment?”

“I will kill you.” Ernest pulled away with his upper body. He was bleeding at the knees.

“Kill or be killed? Are you deaf? I am the demon. I am not a mortal.” It was then the door to the lab was opened, and in came Victor. He was dressed in the dressing gown.

“Monster!” Victor called out. “Release my brother.”

Release was what Victor valued that night. He looked at Elizabeth after asking his question.

“Your type? Perhaps myself?” Elizabeth heard the question. She could not reply then. She was unsure.

“Liz, I find myself having to love you.” Victor declared," “When William was around, I could not tell you. It would be like Cain and Abel.”

Cain kills his brother Abel, a shepherd, after God favours Abel's offering over Cain's, marking Cain as the first murderer and leading to his exile. 

“Had you thought of asking me?” Elizabeth on her head as a doctor. “I could…… What about Justine?”

“She was a friend.” Victor looked downwards. “Many assumed we were more than that, but we had our distance and …… understanding. I mourn her death like my …… sister.”

Victor’s tears flowed from his eyes. Elizabeth reached out her arms, and he went for it. He embraced her head against his chest. His face was at her head.

“I am so sorry.” Victor broke down.

“Shh…... Shh…...” Elizabeth held him with her face there, his scent at her nostril. It was consolation. The next moment, she was pushed to the bedding. She lay there and let the man kiss her forehead.

“Victor……” Elizabeth called out. “I think we……”

Victor laid more kisses on her face until his lips smooched hers. She did not resist him, and when his hands held her bosom to his caress, she did not push him away.

“Purity in our body and soul, purity in our mind and thoughts.” Elizabeth played those words in her mind.

“I am pure, and pure is my love.” She told herself when her bodice was unbuttoned. “He who is pure will be pure there.”

After a moment of lust, the lady pushed the man off her chest. He turned over and looked at her. It was his first moment of celebrating her flesh. She was not like Dolly, but alive and willing.

Dolly was dead and unmoving. He looked at his naked frame and smiled.

"This is now the bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man."  Victor smiled. He reached his right hand to the naked lady’s bosom.

“I, Victor, give his wife the name Eve, meaning “life” or “living one.”  Based on my promise, life would come from her.”

Elizabeth pushed the hand away and got up from the bedding. She found her dress and pulled it over her. She recalled her act. It was her first. The stains on the bedding will attest to it.

“Liz……” Victor pats the bedding. “Come back. You can sleep under me.”

“We are created equal, both from the dust of the earth; thus, I should not have to lie beneath him.” Elizabeth found the words to describe her feelings. “I have to leave.”

It was then that Victor heard the gunshot. It came from the direction of the lab.