The Devil has arrived
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
You felt what seemed like vomit coming, Rouge....owned you...It was a nightmare you've had for years, a horrific period you prayed would never happen, and it would happen....any minute. It didn't even take a minute though, you counted roughly ten seconds before what could loosely be called knocking came from the door.
You eyed the door with disdain as December walked to it, leaving you on the floor where you obviously couldn't get away in time. "Speak of the devil....the Devil has arrived." It made you sick to think that soon you would have to worship...to please Rouge not just for an hour or a day but for every second for the rest of your life. She would be absolutely merciless.
The only room near you was December's own room, which seemed miles away. The forest that was her carpet would work well in hiding you, but even you couldn't travel miles in roughly thirty seconds. Far far away you could hear December prattling on about how Rouge would now own you, she sounded more than pleased by the idea.
A loud boom told you December was walking back towards you, with Rouge right with her. As the beautiful devil came into eyesight you wanted to gag. Rouge was horrible, easily the devil in your book but dammit if she wasn't drop dead gorgeous. Rouge was a sort of gothy kind of girl, but she didn't flaunt it around like the basket cases all over. She would probably be what occured when a preppy super model merged with a goth girl, amazingly beautiful but equally demented.
She laughed loudly and muttered to December "I am so happy he's MY slave now!" You cringed as she enunciated "my". Rouge's voice was deep, but not deep enough to be like a man's, just the right amount of deepness to sound seductive to the fullest extent but not to be a turn off in any way, shape or form.
You could make out her full appearance now, it disgusted you just how damn beautiful she was. Rouge's skin tone was flawless, pale but in a good way and not a blemish such as a pimple to be found. She had long black hair done in a pony tail today, with several dyed strips of dark purple for bangs that fell just over one of her dark blue eyes. The only makeup she ever wore was the dark purple lipstick she wore now, which coupled with her gothic appearance just seemed disgustingly perfect.
She dressed more or less like a tastefully done hooker, if such a thing existed. She had on a black tank top with no sleeves and spaghetti strands with the dark blue straps of her bra in plain sight. Her massive cleavage rivaled December's in size and was barely hidden by the thin shirt and bra, as a policy Rouge always wore a bra two sizes too small. Says it " Helps show off her curves"
For the lower half of her body she had on only three things, dark blue panties which you could only see due to being on the floor, a pure white short skirt that barely rose above the calf, and her famous white boots which on more than occasion you had been forced to woship. Her butt definitely surpassed December's by a long shot, it was debateable whether her breasts or her butt was larger.
She looked so.....beautiful but you were not fooled at all, the first or second times you had met her you fell for it and it always without exception ended badly. December was such a fool about her too, she knew Rouge was evil to you, yet not wanting to lose a friend she always supported her. Of course in light of recent events you had a better understanding of December's true character so this wasn't much of a shock.
Finally it happened, December pointed you out on the floor and Rouge leaned forward to see you. Another annoying feature of hers was her eyesight, Rouge had damn near super human sight and was able to see your meager frame on the floor boards.
"Hey there my little slave, my my you've gotten small. I think I may have to shrink myself just to properly enjoy you..." She smirked at you and tossed a wink, causing you to shudder. "Perhaps a bit of a celebration is in order? I know how long you've lusted for my feet bare...." Again you shuddered, while you spent far too much time at her feet you've rarely experienced Rouge's bare feet, with her consistency in wearing those boots without socks though you counted it as a blessing.
Nervously eyeing your sister and new owner for a third time in less than a minute you shuddered.
You eyed the door with disdain as December walked to it, leaving you on the floor where you obviously couldn't get away in time. "Speak of the devil....the Devil has arrived." It made you sick to think that soon you would have to worship...to please Rouge not just for an hour or a day but for every second for the rest of your life. She would be absolutely merciless.
The only room near you was December's own room, which seemed miles away. The forest that was her carpet would work well in hiding you, but even you couldn't travel miles in roughly thirty seconds. Far far away you could hear December prattling on about how Rouge would now own you, she sounded more than pleased by the idea.
A loud boom told you December was walking back towards you, with Rouge right with her. As the beautiful devil came into eyesight you wanted to gag. Rouge was horrible, easily the devil in your book but dammit if she wasn't drop dead gorgeous. Rouge was a sort of gothy kind of girl, but she didn't flaunt it around like the basket cases all over. She would probably be what occured when a preppy super model merged with a goth girl, amazingly beautiful but equally demented.
She laughed loudly and muttered to December "I am so happy he's MY slave now!" You cringed as she enunciated "my". Rouge's voice was deep, but not deep enough to be like a man's, just the right amount of deepness to sound seductive to the fullest extent but not to be a turn off in any way, shape or form.
You could make out her full appearance now, it disgusted you just how damn beautiful she was. Rouge's skin tone was flawless, pale but in a good way and not a blemish such as a pimple to be found. She had long black hair done in a pony tail today, with several dyed strips of dark purple for bangs that fell just over one of her dark blue eyes. The only makeup she ever wore was the dark purple lipstick she wore now, which coupled with her gothic appearance just seemed disgustingly perfect.
She dressed more or less like a tastefully done hooker, if such a thing existed. She had on a black tank top with no sleeves and spaghetti strands with the dark blue straps of her bra in plain sight. Her massive cleavage rivaled December's in size and was barely hidden by the thin shirt and bra, as a policy Rouge always wore a bra two sizes too small. Says it " Helps show off her curves"
For the lower half of her body she had on only three things, dark blue panties which you could only see due to being on the floor, a pure white short skirt that barely rose above the calf, and her famous white boots which on more than occasion you had been forced to woship. Her butt definitely surpassed December's by a long shot, it was debateable whether her breasts or her butt was larger.
She looked so.....beautiful but you were not fooled at all, the first or second times you had met her you fell for it and it always without exception ended badly. December was such a fool about her too, she knew Rouge was evil to you, yet not wanting to lose a friend she always supported her. Of course in light of recent events you had a better understanding of December's true character so this wasn't much of a shock.
Finally it happened, December pointed you out on the floor and Rouge leaned forward to see you. Another annoying feature of hers was her eyesight, Rouge had damn near super human sight and was able to see your meager frame on the floor boards.
"Hey there my little slave, my my you've gotten small. I think I may have to shrink myself just to properly enjoy you..." She smirked at you and tossed a wink, causing you to shudder. "Perhaps a bit of a celebration is in order? I know how long you've lusted for my feet bare...." Again you shuddered, while you spent far too much time at her feet you've rarely experienced Rouge's bare feet, with her consistency in wearing those boots without socks though you counted it as a blessing.
Nervously eyeing your sister and new owner for a third time in less than a minute you shuddered.
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