Jun 14 2009

Creating a Succubi with Photoshop Video

I am not the best at Photoshopping by far although I have my moments at times…

I was looking on YouTube and came across this video of a Photoshopper transforming Josie Maran into a demoness or Succubus if you prefer…


And in case the embedding does not work:


So many interesting methods to try and a big thanks to the creator of this for the ideas!


Jun 13 2009

Succubi Forum Issues

Well I have had a couple of very unlovely days….

First was a conflict between the Tale and one of its plug-ins that didn’t want it to work right…

That took about 6 hours to figure out yesterday and last night…


Oh today I thought it would have been a great idea to update the software for the Succubi Forum…

That was, and still is a giant mess…

So at the moment, if you are interested in signing up for he Forum of the Succubi, you aren’t going to be able to as the registration page is broken…


Nine hours so far into it trying to fix the issue…

Going to be a looooooooooong weekend of pain I think…


Jun 12 2009

Second Life Succubus Dress

I don’t play in Second Life myself. I just haven’t the time really, but I do know that some of my online family do play on it..

One of the things that I have always found interesting is that you can reskin your character to look like something else…

Like a Succubi for example…

I came across a site that sells a Succubus Second Life Skin.

And it looks like this:

Salacious Succubus

Now while I think that the horns are cute, there is a severe lack of a tail here. The outfit is nice and sexy which is a bonus really, I like the design a bunch, but I think that the ribbons and skulls might be a lil too much…

More sexy, less campy I think…


Jun 11 2009

Succubi Image of the Week 77

This week’s Succubi is due to a response to a post that I made in March which you can see here.

Recently, as in the last couple of days, a reader of the Tale named Yukikaze was good enough to respond with a source for the image I was looking for and as well, posted a link to his photobucket album in which he had a larger version of the Neko Succubus that I was looking for and as well an image of a Lady Succubus.

He commented:


Its from Alicesoft’s hentai game ‘Shimaima’. Game isn’t available anymore, but you can hunt down the artwork for it. I just uploaded a FAR larger version of her at my photobucket page:


And here are the images that he located:

Neko Succubus

Neko Succubus from Alicesoft’s hentai game Shimaima with thanks to Yukihaze!

Lady Succubus

Lady Succubus from Alicesoft’s hentai game Shimaima with thanks to Yukihaze!

Thank you soooooo much Yukihaze for letting me know all of this!




Jun 10 2009

Lego Succubus

I was randomly looking through Google Image Search for Succubus images when I came across a Lego site.

And the amazing work that Justin Stebbins creates…

He has a website that displays all of his beautiful Lego creations and one of those pages has characters he has made from Lego that are from D&D.

And in particular interest to me, is that he made a Lego Succubus named Fall-from-grace.

Lego Fall-from-grace by Justin Stebbins

You can see the page with his creations here

And his website is: http://saber-scorpion.com/

And I really really really would love to have a copy for our collection…


Jun 09 2009

Temptations XIII – Tera, Bella and Rose

Last week Rose, played by dearest Aria made her appearance, that RP moved on to an RP with a member of the Garden called Nymph who I haven’t seen for ages… She created a persona called Bella…


Tera, Bella and Rose

By TeraS, Aria and Nymph


Bella bit her ruby lip as she scanned the shelves.   It just had to be here, she thought with an air of frustration.  The university library’s occult section was rather legendary, and she had heard rumours of the tome that she was seeking.

The red-headed woman toyed with her pendant, a celtic pattern of knotwork etched in silver, as she scanned the next bookshelf.  She snorted to no one in particular, of course it’s too much to ask for an place like this to use the Dewey Decimal system.

Her leather boots clicked against the marble tile of the floor.   Bella was looking for the Ancilla Grimoire.   She’d been a domme for sometime, and owned more than a few women.   But she hungered for something more.   Her darker dreams relished flights of fantasy that were impossible in the real world.   She wanted to taste the nectar of complete ownership of women – mind, body and soul.

A rose blush spread across her cheek as she thought of the possibilities that this spell book represented.   It was legendary in folkloric circles – copies of it were at the root of so many shapeshifting legends from Circe and Tiresias to the Welsh Mabinogion.  Sadly the Holy Mother Church took it upon itself to destroy what copies it could acquire during the Middle Ages. 

For a moment she indulged in the thought of twisting the body of a beautiful creature to represent her innermost fantasies.  Bella’s reverie was broken by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind….



A husky voice called out, “Dewey never thought that he would have to put a book from the ancient orient on summoning Kitsune beside a book on casting spells to make a woman mindless in lust…”

The voice paused a moment and then continued, “Can you imagine it? Her thoughts revolving around the need to lap at her Mistress’s wet cunt all powerful in her mind… The need to slither her tongue deep inside to taste a drop of her nectar all encompassing…”

Bella spun around as a twinge of pleasure twined around her legs like snakes and then lapped at her sex sending a spark of hot need into her mind.

The woman that spoke those words stood so close to her, an amused smile tugging at her rose red lips. Bella had only a moment to appreciate the image in front of her. This woman was lust and pleasure personified. From the wild mane of curly raven black hair that surrounded her like an aura. The large firm breasts that caught the eye. The flame red leather top and skirt leading to the so red mid-calf boots she wore.

She nibbled at one long red nail and then said, “You can… Can’t you my dear…”



Bella’s eyebrows raised with a quizzical look at the woman in front of her.   Trying to regain her composure, she tried to ignore the melting sensation moving down from her tummy.  Licking her lips, she replied, “it’s funny that you mention Kitsune – as tricksters go, I always prefered the Coyote or Raven.  But then Japanese folklore has never been my speciality – European and Indian legends were always much more my style.”

Her hips sashayed as she moved closer to the lady in red.  “And in answer to your question, I can certainly imagine just what you’ve described.  My slaves can do that for me every morning…”

Bella leaned in close to the stranger’s bemused lips and caressed her cheek softly, “What I prefer to contemplate is the thought of being able to mold their bodies to match my whims…perhaps even give a girl to the spirit of Kitsune so I can enjoy the pleasure of a foxgirl kneeling and keening for a taste of my sex….”

“But then, I don’t suppose you’d know anything about that…”



The woman smiled and answered, “Only every morning? How interesting… Perhaps they need a bit more training in the ways to properly serve their Mistress… But then again… It’s the training that is the fun isn’t it? The look in their eyes as they come to know that you are their universe… Their desire… The only thing that will ever matter to them again…”

Her hands drew across Bella’s sides until she laced her fingers together trapping her there. To her surprise a moment later Bella felt something tickle it’s way slowly up her right inner thigh and disappear again.

The woman licked her lips and asked, “Total power is so seductive isn’t it?”

Then her lips brushed against Bella’s in a slow sensual dance before the kiss deepened. Bella’s eyes fluttered in the passions of the kiss for a moment missing the green glow that appeared for an instant in the strange woman’s eyes…



Bella responded instinctively to the kiss, drawing her tongue over the lips of the librarian, before sucking sweetly on the offerings of the strange.  The red-headed visitor closed her eyes and felt the warmth of passion further seep into her body.

“Yess…total power is the ultimate satisfaction.  A perfect moment when you realize how much joy you’ve brought to your toys.  That’s what I want…to find more and go further…”

Bella stammered off nonsensically as she felt flustered by the woman’s body pressing against her.  Her breathing was raspy and heavy and pulse racing as she debated trying to pull away or taking control of the situation.  With a trembling hand, she cupped the librarian’s covered breast…dragging her fingernails against the soft flesh to try to even the playing field.



The woman growled and then said, “mmmmm… A vixen after my own heart… How delicious… You want complete power Bella? Are you willing to pay the price?” Bella then felt the woman’s hands cup her bum. She parted her legs so that her short skirt rode up on her hips revealing a bare pussy. She rubbed it against Bella’s thigh making her gasp as a wave of need passed through her.

Then images flashed in front of her eyes. Women laying at her feet. Begging her to command them… Needing her… Wanting her… Anything for her….

Then the scene shifted and Bella found herself looking at a bare pussy. Her lips and tongue needing to taste it… Pleasure it…. Do anything for a moment of bliss…

She came back to the librarian’s sultry smile, her green eyes glinting like an animal’s. She purred and said, “Are you willing to play the game to win the prize Bella?”

She tilted her head and asked, “Or are you just as happy to be something so very special to me for the power instead?”



Rose smiled loving the feel of it all.  She kissed her lover with all she was.  

“Worth the wait, Fear not darling, I am yours now and forever.”  

She kissed Tera back feeling nothing but passion and lvoe for the woman before her.  It was like she never left.  As they kissed her memories of them togther flooded back into her mind.  She was complete now.  

Rose moaned and whimpered with need.  

“Only to please, my love.”  Rose replied with a sweet smile.

The feeling of Tera playing around her clit was wonderful.  She arched herself into Tera’s fingers and moaned.  Her touch was magic, as always.  She craved her inside as she craved to be inside of Tera.

“Mmmmm…  that’s a start.”  Rose said in a gasp of breath. 

She launched herself into Tera’s probing fingers and kissed along her neck.  The pleasure came to her as she buckled under tera’s lovely fingers.  Her hands gathered Tera up and she massaged her butt.  Nothing was sweeter than this.  Tera always knew how to make her feel sooo good.  She could not wait to return the affection.

As she felt Tera inside her, she moved into her and let her mouth find somehting to latch onto to suck and kiss, leaving nothig on Tera neglected.



Tera sighed happily and then tossed her hair leaving it a wild mane around her. She licked her lips and then said, “Rose my darling… We can’t play too long and I regret that… But I have someone that you will love to meet…. She wants something from me… But I think that she would be so much more fun if she was one of mine…”

She twisted her fingers a little deeper into Rose and then let a growl of happiness escape from her lips as Rose’s lips touched a nipple and then sucked on her. Tera’s body quivered in need from the pleasure and she whispered, “Ohhhhh…. She can wait a bit longer….”

Tera fell to Rose’s side and then snuggled against her lovingly, the passions within them both warming their bodies and minds. Tera’s tail twined around Rose’s left leg and rubbed against her so softly making little waves of pleasure pulse around her so wet pussy. She looked into Rose’s eyes and whispered, “A start and never an ending Rose my sweet….”

Then Tera pressed against Rose, their bodies pressed tightly together, their kisses so deep, their legs tangled together making their pussy rub just barely against each other….

And only the passions mattered for them both..



At her name, Rose looking ino those wonderful eys and softly smiled.  

“A Friend of yours is always one of mine.”  Rose  mewed.

She cocked her head trying to fathom what this person would want that wasn’t given.  Before she could ask, Rose found something else of interest.  

Rose moaned and moved into Tera, nuzzling and kissing her way as she was riding each pleasant wave of bliss.  She snuggled and moaned with santifaction.  She smiled at Tera’s words.  Her mouth opened, receiving her lover’s kiss.  It filled her like her passion filled the room.  Her body moved to Tera. loving her, needing her, and showing her what she been waiting for.

When the moment turned into what seemed like a timeless endeavor, Rose whimpered when Tera broke the spell.  She knew it was time for things to happen now.  Her eyes twinkled letting her passion course through her.  

“Your friend… wants to know love.  I will show her love.  The passion within me will be hers to taste.  Then i will make her beg for you as i have on occassion.”  Rose smiled and giggled.  Her mood ripe with need and wanting to make Tera happy.  She knew she could. Rose would not fail her lover. 

Rose only knew love and planned on sharing it with all. that Tera would allow.



The librarian’s cunt left a wet trail of juice on Bella’s thigh.  It seared her; stoking the flames of desire even higher.  As the raven-haired woman spoke, Bella could taste and smell the essence of the stranger on her lips.   She had a savory scent that made the redhead’s mouth water.

She wanted to pull away from the embrace even as her hands slipped down to the librarian’s bare pussy.  Bella’s long fingers trembled as they teased the stranger’s lips.  Blow at a stray lock of red hair, she tried to focus on the dark woman’s question.  Price?  What Price, she thought.  

Thought however was growing increasingly difficult…trying to grasp and measure the consequences of what was happening was like trying to capture quicksilver.  The ripe scent of lust in her nostrils allowed rationality to slip away.  What was happening to her…what was she becoming?   

Deep inside Bella wondered if this woman could change her…make her less than human and change her body in the way her subconscious mind craved in the dark hours of the night.

With a supreme effort of will, Bella smiled shakily and began to tap her fingers against the distended clit of the woman in front of her.  “Perhaps sweetness, I can gain the power by taking you instead…it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve taken down a domme after all.  I’m not here to play games…”



Tera kissed at Rose’s lips and then said, “mmmmm…. You are wonderful as always my passion… Now… I must show you the woman we need to teach…”

Tera’s eyes glowed a soft green and an image formed within Rose’s mind. She saw Tera wrapped around a red headed woman in the library, their bodies pressed tightly together in an erotic dance. Tera’s voice echoed within Rose’s mind, “She thinks that she is strong… She thinks she has the power…. But she has no idea what she faces… But she will… Oh yessssssss… She will…”

Tera kissed at Rose’s lips and said, “Her name is Bella… I have plans for her… Come to us my Rose… And she will come to see that the power she seeks will be hers…. If she can pay the price..”

Tera’s body turned to a burst of sweet cherry smelling smoke and then she disappeared leaving Rose alone in their bed….

All was quiet for a moment and then Rose felt Tera’s lips on hers again as she was kissed deeply one last time…

Tera’s voice whispered, “Don’t leave her waiting too long Rose my darling….



The woman moaned at the touch of Bella’s fingers on her clit and then said in a husky voice, “Are you? I am… I always play games with those in my domain…”

As Bella watched, her eyes transformed into two bright green orbs of sensuality. She smiled and then leaned in to nip at Bella’s neck. Then she said, “Oh Bella…. You want the power so badly… The craving within you is so delicious….”

Then the woman looked Bella in the eyes and said, “I am Tera… And you my dear… You need to know something so very important…”

She leaned close against Bella’s right cheek and whispered into her ear, “Passions envelop and desires enflame… But only one thing truly matters… You need that to be explained…”



Rose snuggled Tera as she saw what her lover needed to show.  She focused on the red haired woman and her need.  She heard Tera explain and nodded.  This one had things to learn indeed.  

She kissed those lips and smiled.  Rose repeated the lovely name.  “Bella…”  

As Tera disappeared, Rose lingered in the bed.  Letting all she was shown sink in.  Closing her eyes, she thought of the woman and what they could teach her.  She moaned as she felt lips on her.  The kiss brought her back to the moment.  

When she opened her eyes, she was alone.  But she knew better.  She was never alone…and soon neither would those seeking what Tera offered them.

Getting up from the bed, She thought about putting on a robe but smiled shaking that thought from her mind.  She started walking towards where she knew Tera and Bella would be.  Stopping herself she giggled.  In her mind she, she reached out, and in her own pink puffy smoke, she vanished.

She arrived in the wing where the two were in an embrace.  One she knew she could be apart of.  She slinked over to them and stood against a bookshelf.  She watched them for a moment, feeling passion rise.   Her eyes twinkling.

After a few pleasurable minutes, Rose cleared her throat, breaking the sensual moment and Bella notice her.

“So strong and commanding…”  Rose spoke with her pouty lips and then smiled, adding,  “I would love to taste that.”

Rose stood upright and licked her lips, not moving her violet eyes from Bella.



Bella was lost for a moment in the sylvan sea of Tera’s eyes.  The glowing green seemed to beckon her to deeper pleasures.  Biting her lip, the redhead moaned softly and curled a finger through the swollen folds of the librarian. 

Deep inside though, she was afraid for the first time.  Afraid that she was in over her head, and scared that whatever price that Tera had in mind might be too high.  Still though, her own body was keening with need at this point.   She could feel the silk and lace of her panties cupping her mound as Tera nippled on her neck.

With a moment of clarity, she decided that there were other roads to power and decided to back away from the ledge of madness that Tera seemingly represented.   Bella moaned sadly as she pulled her fingers from Tera’s cleft and indulged herself with a taste of her juices.  Lapping at her fingers, Bella smeared some of Tera’s scent over her lips.  It was as sharp as it was in her imagination.

Bella winked and broke her embrace, not noticing Tera’s easy acquiescence.  It was at that moment that she heard a cough from behind her and a voice saying, “So strong and commanding…I would love to taste that.”

Bella pulled a little further away from Tera as she turned and looked at the woman in front of her.  Her eyes lingered over the pink hair and lips that the girl offered.   Most of all, however, her eyes were drawn to the green tatoo over the delicate well of her navel.

The redheaded woman felt cornered between two vixens….self-consciously she backed up and bumped against Tera.  She couldn’t help but wonder just what she had gotten herself into. 



Rose sighed as her entrance was not the way she wanted it noticed.  Even her speaking was ignored and presence untill the woman ran into her.  Bending down, she reached to the floor and grabbed Bella.  Rose helped her up, almost pulling the woman in to a hug.  She smiled.  

“Well now…”

She pressed herself into the woman little by little.  They were nose to nose now.  She licked her lips.  

“In a hurry? I hope not.”  

Rose let the twinkle in her eyes fade a bit as she held onto Bella.  The woman could feel a tingle as she was touched.  Rose took a step back and bowed her head.

“Forgive me for standing in your way my lady.”

She glanced at Tera.

“Should I be punished?”



Tera smiled as Rose pressed into Bella’s body. She slinked towards them both slowly, her hand trailing between her breasts slowly as she came closer. Around Bella, the smell of cherries grew stronger and stronger….

An erotic smile played at her lips as she said, “Bella…. You were a naughty girl…. All those naughty thoughts in your mind… All that passion and nowhere for it to go…. We well help you with that….”

Tera took another step and her clothing faded away into nothingness. She looked at Rose and said, “I think that Bella needs a lesson first my Passion… And then….” Tera gave that smile again, “Then she will be either a teacher or the teached…”



Bella was incredibly confused by the sights and sounds around her at this point.  She could feel the stranger’s lovely nipples pressing against her body.  Her body responded instictively to it…aching a bit more with the need that Tera had started.   She could feel her long pink nipples pressing against the fabric of her clothing.

She wanted to pull away but nude woman’s arms held her tight…until she finally relaxed and pulled back.  Bella still wanted to run, but the scent of cherries dulled the flight reaction coursing through her veins.  

Bella listened to Tera’s words only dimly understanding what was going on.   Her green eyes darted between the lovely forms of the two women on either side of her.   Realizing that Tera had paused, Bella could only stammer….”What kind of lesson…?”



Tera smiled as her fingertips traced over Bella’s body so slowly. The touch making her need grow until all there was in her mind was the need within. Tera pressed herself tightly against Bella and said, “It’s so very simple Bella… A test… Make Rose yours…. If you can….”

She took a nail and ran it slowly down Bella’s cheek and then along her neck, “If you manage to seduce her… You will have a reward…. If you fail…. You will have another reward….. Perhaps….”

Tera moved her hand away and then snapped her fingers…

The library vanished in a puff of cherry and pink smoke as Tera’s laughter filled the air around Bella….

The smoke cleared and she found herself nude along with Tera and Rose beside a large four post bed…

Tera pressed her lips against Bella’s as her hands cupped and played with her bum, “Now then…. I’m going to watch you and Rose play your game…. I might even add to the fun from time to time….. Maybe…”



Bella’s senses reeled as she tried to take things in.   For the first time, she felt that she saw the real Tera…the red skin, green eyes, horns, and of course that tail.  Even with the rivulets of moisture trickling down her thighs, she had brains enough to realize that she was playing a game with fewer pieces that Tera.

And how did Rose fit into this….

Looking over her supple body and upturned breasts, Bella could feel her desire swell for the woman.  Giving into that need she gripped Rose’s neck gently and licked her neck.  Pausing for a moment to take in her scent…sweet and cloying…almost inhuman.

Cocking an eyebrow, Bella dragged her fingertips along the lovely curves of Rose’s breasts.  She turned her head to lock eyes with the demon smiling sweetly at her.  “Tell me Tera, if this….creature…is your pet, what chance do I have of breaking her?”

Bella punctuated her point with a pinch of Rose’s swollen nipple…



Rose looked between the two women.  She understood what Tera was doing, but Bella was something new to her.  She could not predict her moods or know in her heart what she needed like she did with Tera.  This made her excited.  

She was running her hands down her body listening when she noticed Bella took a step forward toward her.  She felt the desire grow within Bella.  It almost matched her own.  She gasped as the woman’s lips touched her skin and she felt that tongue slowly snake its way around her neck.  The feeling died down as thewords came from bella’s mouth.  She looked at her with confusion and hurt as her passion stood still inside her.

Rose’s eyes flickered at the word “pet”.  She was not Tera’s pet… she was so much more.  Bella did not even scratch the surface of what she was for and to Tera.  But she would see, feel it, and know it, before this game was over.  One way or another she would understand and regret calling her a pet as if she was Tera’s lap dog or cat.

As she quietly fumed about it, there was a pinch and she moaned.  Bella’s fingertips tweaked her nipple just so.  She looked from Tera to Bella at once.  Her eyes full with need and want.  She felt her passion boil over and she reached out to hold Bella and pull her closer.  She wanted something to suck on badly.  Breasts of her lover and the other woman looked so pleasing and to die for.  She nuzzled Bella pushing her body back into her.

Then she paused and broke away.

Her passion still running but her mind stopped her actions.  What would Tera want of me?  She thought.  I am her passion…so as passions go I should follow through and enjoy.  Yes…enjoy the moment.  Enjoy Bella 

Rose smiled and licked her lips, feeling her passion feed her hunger.  One way or another she would be having that taste of Bella.



Bella could see the slight shadow of confusion and hurt cross Rose’s face.  In that moment, she appreciated that there was something different in the pink-haired woman’s relationship with Tera.  Exactly what that is…she couldn’t say…but clearly the woman wasn’t a brainless sex-husk.

The redheaded domme tried a different tack…

“I’m sorry Rose…that was rude of me…”  Bella paused to place a darting kiss on her neck.

“when I say pet, I don’t mean anything bad.  My pets are free.   Turned loose from the bonds repression, doubt, uncertainty.  They’re free from the pain of lost loves.  My pets can fulfill their ultimate potential and have unending sexual passion.  Is that soo bad?  Can passion be wrong?”

Bella wrapped her arms around Rose and rubbed her nipples against Rose’s beautiful body.

“Tell me sweetness, do you have access to magic like Tera?  Perhaps you’d like to dress me as the Domme you’d envision me as…”

The redhead’s green eyes twinkled as she pulled Rose’s lower lip in her mouth to suck.  Between the breathy suckling sounds, she finished her thought…”then you and I can begin.”



Tera smiled and then said, “Remember this Bella…. Rose has thorns…. You have touched one… That will cost you Bella…”

Her tail snaked out from behind her towards Bella. It played with her hair a moment and then fell away. A moment later and to Bella’s surprise, her hair grew longer and turned a flame red colour Wild curls exploded from it making it a wild passionate mane about her. Tera bushed a few errant locks over Bella’s shoulders and said, “For each thorn you touch, you will change Bella…. But what will you become?” Tera gave Bella’s right nipple a soft pinch as that knowing smile passed over her sultry lips.

Then Tera took a few steps away from the bed and reclined in a red leather couch, her tail twisting in the air behind her.

She blew Rose a kiss and sent to her mind, “Teach her well my Passion…



As Bella spoke she could hear her trying to sway her with her logic.  If she was human she might have been swayed with the words and the touch from her.  She was human but with a twist.  She had the emotions and cravings of her human self, added to it the mystical powers and exsistence of tera and her realm.  It was through tera’s love she was able to stay in tact.
Rose nodded and gave a little pouty smile, accepting her apoligy.   She felt the kiss and gasped in pleasure, liking the fell on her skin.  She looked to the eyes of Bella as the woman explained.

Her face loosened up from its made state and she understood what Bella was trying to say.  She smiled when it came to passion.
“Oh no…passion itself is never wrong.”  Rose agreed and welcomed the woman against her body.  It ignited the fire within her again.
She smiled wider at the tought.  Her first impulse was to completely change Bella into something but that did not seem right, since she had tera already.  She she just nodded the answer and blinked for a moment.  
She reached out to touch bella’s stomach.  A puff of pink smoke surrounded Bella. When it cleared, her nude body was replaced by a red corset that exposed her breasts, some red hose with a garterbelt, crouchless panties, and red heels to complete the outfit.  Rose giggled for a moment.
“It’s how you use it, that brings people astray.  much like love itself.”  Rose added.
It was then she heard her lover’s words, scolding Bella and adding to the fun of the game.  Bella’s new look just made the outfit more appealing and the body within it more desireable.  
She closed her eyes for a moment savoring the vision and feeling of this beauty against her.  It was then she heard tera inside her.  she smiled, letting her eyes open and see the kiss. She let out a small soft moan.
“I think … its time to play.”  Rose said looking at Bella.



Bella staggered back in her new heels a bit as she felt the combined changes from Tera and Rose cascade over her.   Every inch of flesh tingled with arousal at what had been done.   She swept her head back and forth to feel the brushing of her mane of red ringlets.   And then realizing the outfit that Rose had place her in, she smiled seductively and cupped her breasts for the benefit of Rose.

Once again, she wondered whether she wasn’t being outmanouvered in this game, was this a set up?  What little commands and messages was Tera giving to her partner?   Clearly the change in hair was a bit of a warning shot in regard to the price that might be paid at some point if she botched things.  Still though, she craved the power to do what the two of them had at their command.  Quickly, she considered her next move.

“mmmm…that’s so nice Rose.  You’ve done wonderfully.  I can just tell we’re going to be lovely friends and so much more.”   Bella watched carefully as Rose perked up an eyebrow to consider what she was meaning.   

The redhead tipped her head from side to side to thrash out her mane again and walked towards Rose.   She could follow the woman’s eyes as they watched the roll of Bella’s hips.  Twin hands lovingly caressed the golden shoulders of the blonde woman and push her back onto the soft downy cushions of the bed.

“And you’re right, it is time to play…”

Bella’s left hand caressed Rose’s cheek and parted her lips.   She smiled down at the woman as a pink tongue slid out to kiss and suck on her elegant fingers.  With her right hand, Bella hefted her breast.  “Would these please you, sweetness?  Would you like to suckle from my teat?”

Rose nodded wordlessly as Bella caressed her thick plaits of blonde hair.   She drew the girl to a ripe and needy breast.  A gasp slid out of Bella’s mouth as Rose’s tongue and lips began to dance over the aching pink and freckled flesh.

Bella’s voice was raspy with desire as she leaned over to whisper to Rose.  “Have you thought about why Tera’s brought me here?  Have you wondered why she’s left you so incomplete?”



Rose smiled as Bella relished the look she and Tera gave her.  She was lovely before but now her true beauty was coming out.  Her eyes watched how Bella moved. She notied that she seemed to be thinking.  She took in a breath as Bella showed off the wonderful breasts.

“I am glad you like it.”  Rose said in reply, letting the rest of what Bella said sink in.  

Rose was caught in the imagine before her, she fell to the bed without much of a fight.  Her eyes looked upward to Bella who seemed now to be towering over her.  She felt th caress of the hand and  moved to it.  So much love, so much promise within its touch.  

As rose suckled and enjoyed the breast before her she heard the words that again felt like pink pricks to her ears and heart.  She slowly stopped and took one last kiss of the breast and its nipple before sitting back on the bed.  

“Incomplete?”  Her confused eyes started to glimmer with wetness as the meaning eluded her.  Rose always felt complete with Tera.   Rose did not understand why anyone could think she was incomplete.
What did Bella mean by her questions.  She did not know the reasons, just that they were good ones and tera was always right. 

She looked into Bella’s eyes wanted to just show her what it was like to be tera’s passion.  How could she when rose kept hearing only confusing and hurtful things mixed with love.  
Rose got an idea just then.  she could show her exactly passion was.  She scooted back on the bed and layed back.  her arms motioned out for Bella and her fingers beckoned her to follow.

“Let me show you just how complete i am, my lady.” 



Tera listened to Bella’s words and just smiled, her tongue slowly slipping over her red lips. She thought to herself, “Ah…. Bella…. Watch the thorns… So close… And then…. Then I will have another little piece of you before you can realize it…”

She considered what part of Bella would change when her next mistake was tripped over…. And then she had it…. Bella’s lusts were not quite hot enough as yet… Tera twitched her left index finger and a slow simmer began around Bella’s lusts as Rose’s passions tugged at her….

Tera’s tail coiled around her right arm and then she nibbled a nail slowly then thought of what Bella was turning into making her pussy so wet….

Tera could hardly wait….



Bella glanced nervously at Tera as she felt a fresh flood of heat rushing to her cleft.  Her pussy twinge with delight.  Smiling down at Rose, she couldn’t help but feel her new lust directed at the delectible woman in front of her.  She slid down and wrapped herself in Rose’s sinuous embrace.

“Surely, you know that Tera has a plan for you…” Bella whispered as her tongue slide over the ridge of Rose’s ear.  The domme could feel Rose’s hand sliding over her breasts and back as they began to roll on the bed.  With a gasp, she continued her thought, “Doesn’t it stand to reason that she has a plan for me?”

Bella slid back on top of Rose – pinning the tatooed woman’s leg between her thighs.  Slowly, Bella began to slide her dripping mound over Rose’s tender thighs.  Between moans, she whispered, “Tera loves you so much….and she wants you to be cared for while she’s away with her others.”

“Have you ever heard the story of the Rose and the Briar?”



Rose kissed Bella and embraced her.  Her body pressed itself into the woman who so wanted to dominate and control rose.  Rose felt chills develop at the nibbling of her ear. It made her giggle some.

“Tera only wants for those who come to her to find what they truely seek.”  Rose said as she nodded up at bella.  

Rose felt the woman move on top of her.  The swinging movement, of bella swaying back and forth, and up and down on her leg could be felt.  It made her grow warm and flushed.  The passion rising again.

 “It seems to me you are the one with a plan.”  Rose moaned.

She reached to hold and caress Bella and tried to bring her down to her on the bed.  Her eyes flickered with lust and passion.  She moved into bella easily now, more relaxed.

“Tera has my love, as i do hers and is never far away.”  rose started.  “And you are the one to care for me?”  Her voice sounded strong, full of desire, and fragile

She shook her head at the question.  “Tell me the story.”  Rose said as she pulled bella more to her for a cuddle and to feel her wholeness and wetness agaisnt her as she listened.



Bella wrapped herself easily into Rose’s arms.  The woman tried to cuddle softly with the pink bombshell in her arms, but the tweaks to her libido were making that difficult.  Her story was intermixed with licks, kisses, and gentle scrapes of her red fingernails against Rose’s warm flesh.

“This is from a very old song that I learned many moons ago.  There were once two doomed lovers.  One lay dying and called her lover to her side.   The woman scorned her mate in a pique of jealousy as she had seen her flirting with others.  It wasn’t until her mate had died that she realized what she lost in not having that companion.  The hard-hearted woman’s heart broke with grief and she followed her lover to the grave.”

This preamble was whispered softly as Bella’s fingers traced soft circles over Rose’s shoulder…moving lower to the curve of her breast…and then following the sinuous lines of her tatoo until finally slipping over the glistening bare lips of her mound.

“The two were buried side by side…”

Bella’s free hand wrapped her fingers around Rose’s as she extended both of their arms over Rose’s head.  “Out of their bosom’s new life grew…”

The redhead was kissing Rose’s pretty neck as her own passion welled up inside her.

“In one lover a rose grew…”  Fingers softly parted Rose’s labia.

“From the other sprung a briar…”  The fingers began a gentle rythym circling and teasing Rose’s sex.

“They grew and grew together up the side of the old church tower…”  Bella slid herself against Rose’s breasts, wrapping her legs around the woman, pinning her to the bed.

“The rose and briar twined and mixed in a true lover’s knot.”   Bella’s index finger paused at the entrance of Rose’s moist and open cleft.

“Don’t you see, Tera meant for this to happen, she’s brought me to you so we can grow together as one in a true lover’s knot….”

Bella slide her finger into Rose’s pussy as she kissed her passionately on the lips.



Rose smiled as the heat of Bella’s passion grew.  She played with her hair as she lowered her mouth to kiss and nibble on her.  She paid close attention when Bella spoke.

She listened to the start of this sad tale.  She could feel the heartbreak and the love as the words were spun.  Then the slow traces of Bella’s finger could be felt.  Her mind drifted to that feeling.  She softly moaned as it moved down over her breast, her body moved up to meet it as it traveled her body.

Her eyes returned to Bella’s as she again spoke.  She did not resist Bella at all while she talked of the two poor lovers.

She gasped, feeling her self open up to Bella’s touch and the words sank it.  She did not know what to think, but their meeting did seem to mirror that of the story.  Her eyes widen as Bella held her so, bound her with a kiss.  She tasted Bella sweet lips, ones that hungered for love, and be loved.

When the kiss broke, Rose had tears in her eyes.  They made her eyes glistened.

“There is only one flaw to that story and us, siren Bella….  we are not doomed.”  Rose said in-between breaths.

She moved her hips to match the pushing her the inserted finger.  It felt good and she knew that Bella’s love was pouring out.  

With a giggle, rose touched Bella’s breast with hers.  Her mouth so wanted to taste them too.  But it would wait.

She kept pushing into Bella’s finger and moved one hand from Bella’s grasp.  It went to run through that lovely mane of hair.  She leaned up to whisper, “So eager are you to have me, and to deny me my passion.”  She moved again, once into Bella.  She kissed her and blinked.

A puff of smoke surrounded them and then Bella found them trading places.  Rose was on top and Bella was fingering rose lying on her back.  Holding one wrist she began to put it into the silk tie.  She moved from Bella’s working hand and lowered herself to feast on the body that lay before her.  She tried to grab the other hand, now soaked in her juices.

“Whether what you think is true, you need to learn to enjoy also.”  Rose kissed Bella’s body and got the other hand to tie in the other scarf over head.

“Let me show you the way to enjoyment my sweet Bella.”



Bella moan as her hands slipped into silken bondage.  It was harder and harder to focus with the small changes in her body.   The feel of her fiery red mane created little erotic trembles almost everywhere it seemed.

“…we are not doomed.”

That phrase rattled around Bella’s increasingly addled head for a time as Rose’s pink tongue darted over her bound form.  With a moan she was finally able to respond…”but Rose, we’ve both kissed a succubi…we are doomed…doomed to be hers.”

It was harder and harder to speak as Rose moved lower down her body.  She wanted to say that the two of them were destined to grow together so that the Rose could blossom properly.   But a sexual haze crowded out the other bits of noise in her mind.

She rubbed a toned calf against her lover and gave into the pleasure.



Rose kisses Bella around her mouth and nexk.  She can hear the whispers from her of what shold be and this feeds her need to show her what is.  With every kiss, Rose feels Bella’s resistance dwingle.  She was relaxing and Rose was fired up and ready to feed off of the lovely captive’s need.

“What a sweet kiss it was, wasn’t it.” Rose smiles  “I want to be hers.  Don’t you?”
Rose kissed her on the lips and breathed life into her as was done to her by Tera.

“It is not a bad thing afterall.”  

She chuckled and licked her lips and begain to bit and suck at those pert nipples and run her figners in that mane of hair.   A moan escaped her lips as she felt Bella rub her body wiht that wonderful leg.  Finally Bella was begining to see the passion as Rose saw it.



Tera watched Bella and Rose entwined on the bed. The fingers of her hands played over her nipples as she watched them play in each other’s arms. She gave a little happy sigh as Rose pressed her lips again Bella’s nipples and then said in a wanton voice, “mmmmm…. Isn’t it wonderful Bella? All that passion to be enjoyed? All that pleasure just asking to be pouring into you? You want that don’t you?”

Tera’s eyes glowed a soft green and then Bella’s breasts grew just slightly becoming firm and raising proudly on her chest. In the next instant the sensitivity of them doubled within them. As Rose would lick and suckle at them, Bella would feel the heat building and then pulsing down her tummy. It would swirl lower and lower until all of that need and pleasure bore into her clit and drove her towards her desire for the passions that Rose offered her…

And Tera bit her lips as she watched the two on the bed stoke the flames within themselves higher and higher still…



A shuddering moan slipped out of Bella’s lips as her breasts…titties?…grew.  The combination of Rose’s dexterous tongue and the increased sensation was clouding her mind.  With her free leg, the redhead rubbed her thighs against her lover’s supple body and flash her brillant green eyes at Tera watching them.

“…god…it…*gasp*…feeels ssoooooo…*moan* good…”

Rose popped one of her nipples into her mouth and suckled like a babe.  Bella could taste the scent of cherries and cotton candy floating inexplicably about the bed.  Resistance was trickling out of her like the juices from her swollen gaping cunt.

She arched her back into Rose’s affections, arms stretched and taut over her head.   The woman’s body began to writhe as if performing for both Rose and Tera.  Her eyes rolled back into her head as the words slipped out involuntarily…”iii.iii wwwaaaannnttt…thisss.  wwwwant to beee ccchannged.”



Rose hungerly sucked at the nipple, theb reast seem to swell as she did so.  Magic was a work again she could feel it in the air, along with the sexuasl musk of Bella.  The scent of it drove her to suckle more.  She smiled hearing Bella give into what was happening.

Her hands snaked downward, to trail along the beautiful sides of her lover.  one hand caressed a leg while the other found the inner folds and clit that was exploding to find its release.  she teasingly stroked it by brushing her thumb by it every so often.  then her hand cupped over it and stroked it with even and gentle touches.

Her lips kisses along the chest till it find the other nipple and sucked it too.

She could hear maons of pleasure around her and inside her mind.  It was musically and pushed her onward.



Bella melted around Rose’s hand.  Her pussy wanted to be penetrated, fucked, to clasp its folds around Rose’s fingers and never let go.   Her eyes rolled back into her head as words failed her. 

The continued to writhe on the bed like a butterfly pinned by a collector – beautiful and helpless.

In her mind, the fading rational part of her being wondered what the two women would turn her into… 



Instictively, Rose carefully pressed her finger just inside the inner lips of Bella’s flower.  She felt the body respond and she pushed it in further.  Still suckling, Rose did not miss a beat, as her finger found its stride and gently moved inside of Bella.  in and out, in and out.  Slow and fast, fast and slow.  An addition of another finger soon followed and the blessed assult continued.



Bella’s hips rose to meet Rose’s fingers as she shook back and forth under the assualt of her lover.  Her long hands clawed at empty air as she tried to focus on her release.   Moans and sighs egged Rose on as Bella’s body responded so nicely.

As time passed, Bella’s brow furrowed.  She bit her lip in frustration.  Rose took her again and again to the edge of orgasm.   Each time, Bella tried to leap over the edge and surrender to her body’s needs.  But something held her back.   Each time she tried to focus on her climax, she could feel it slip out of her hands like quicksilver.

Bella’s green eyes snapped open and passed between Rose and Tera.  A plaintive moan of pure need lept from her lips.



The fire inside of Rose fully ignited and she let it show as her fingers and tongue sought out Bella.  SHe dove two fingers inside her folds and felt the wetness there.  she breathed in taking in more of the breast at her mouth.  She encompassed the woman fully with all of her being and body.

“This is Tera’s love, I am her passion.”  Rose spoke after she took a heavy breath.  The phrase echoed deep inside Bella’s mind and lingered there.

Rose made passionate and unyeilding love to Bella.  Kissing, caressing, and fucking her sensless. slowly and steady,. fast and hard, all the ways she could muster in what seemed forever.  all the while calling to tera, in her mind. 



Tera sighed as Rose’s call for her filtered through the pleasures she was wrapped in. With a slight pout she stood up and walked the short distance between the chair she was in, and the bed that Rose and Bella shared. She walked to the edge of the bed behind the two of them with a naughty smile on her lips.

Her tail slipped around in front of her and then the soles of Bella’s feet were ticked slightly by the tip. Then Tera began to speak as she walked around the edge of the bed towards Bella’s lovely lips that whispered and in the next moment moaned her need for release, “Bella….. Bella Love… You know now of Rose…. She is my passion… She has been for time unending so…. But there is another…. She is as important as Rose is to me…. As hot and fiery in her desires as Rose is in her passions…. You want that don’t you Bella? You want to be my Desire… You need to have that soooooo badly….”

By now Tera had made her way to stand behind Bella, Tera’s so wet pussy so close to Bella that she could smell the cherry of it… Tera gently stroked Bella’s hair as she explained, “All you have to do is accept that you are my Desire…. Accept that you will be with us forever more… Understand that we will cherish and love you in ways that you cannot imagine or remember right now, but you will…”

She leaned down and kissed at Bella’s lips, the cherry taste of her lips making Bella’s needs grow stronger and brighter within her. Then Tera kept her lips pressed to hers as she moved to rest herself alongside Bella. She slipped a hand towards Rose’s so wet pussy and then rubbed a long slim finger against her clit as she moaned to Bella, “Say yesssssss Bella….. Just that one word and you will understand it all…..”



Rose could feel her mistress and lover beside them.  she didn ot need to look up, she smelt the scent of cherries and felt her as if she was in her soul.  It madce Rose pump Bella harder.  

Her own passion grew as she helped enlightened Bella.  She understood now that withoth desire, there could be no passion.  without the passion there was no love.  Both had to exist. Both were as important to the other and both were loved just as much.  

Rose eased up a little so Bella would do most of the work now as she felt tera’s finger on her own clit.  She moaned and gasped able to have her release she badly needed.

She let up on the nipple  and whispered, “Say yes Bella…” and moaned louder as she felt herself let go fully. 


And I really regret that this RP ended there… It was just amazingly delicious to watch this all this come together..

What was next?

Well I think you can guess…



Jun 08 2009

Storm Clouds V

Storm Clouds V

Some answers, more questions and an appearance…


Storm Clouds
By TeraS
Chapter 1

“How did she die?”

The question hung in the air over the people surrounding the cold steel table upon which a body laid covered in a white blanket. The medical examiner pushed his thick glasses up his nose with a latex-gloved finger before replying in a disinterested voice, “Looks like a mugging. Stabbed in the back eight times and then whatever she had on her was taken. She was found beside a car in the Summer Hill Mall parking lot.”

The man that had asked the question rubbed the day’s worth of stubble on his chin, “Eight times? Sounds like something more than a mugging Doc. No mugger than I know of would spend the time to stab his or her victim that many times. Too easy to be see or get caught.”

Doc looked back at him before shrugging, “You want facts Tom. That’s all we have here. Nothing else to say about her. Eight wounds with a knife or similar object. No sign of other harm to her. Before you ask, no signs that she was raped either.” He turned away from the table and stripped off his gloves, “Just the usual senseless crime in the big city.”

After Doc left the room, Tom stared at the body for a while. It didn’t make sense. Why her? She was nobody. Nothing special. She probably had a family and he would have to see them next. That was the part he hated most of all. Having to walk up the lawn or path or whatever. Knocking on the door. The person opening it for a moment with hope in their eyes that their loved one would be there waiting. But instead they would see a middle-aged brown haired and brown eyed man in a rumpled suit flash a badge, ask to come in and then a little while later leave the home with wrecked lives in his wake.

He sighed and grabbed the clipboard that held her ID…

And came to an abrupt halt in his thoughts.

There was nothing there. No name. No address. No other ID. Nothing.

He was mulling over in his mind the procedures for filing a Jane Doe report, when a woman’s voice broke into the room from behind him, “We’ll look after her from here, thank you.”

Turning to look over his shoulder from his right he answered, “She’s a Jane Doe. My file. You have…”

He found himself looking at a woman about his height. She had short blonde hair in a bob cut, blue eyes. Slim of build. Cute in her own way, he supposed. She was holding a folded piece of paper in her hand, “Paperwork. I’m here to claim my Sister.” She handed him the paper as two burly men in dark suits entered the room behind her.

Tom didn’t bother to open the paper. There really was no point. They would not have managed to get into the room without having the paperwork to do so, nor would they be able to leave with the body if they didn’t. He watched her go over to the table, lift the top of the sheet from the body, then with a nod say to the men, “It’s her.”

They wasted little time then, within moments they had moved around both himself and the blond before taking hold of the table and rolling it out the door.

As she turned to follow the men pushing the table from the room, Tom called after her, “I’m… sorry for your family’s loss.”

She hesitated in mid-step before replying without looking at him, “Are you really? Or are you just parroting the words that your regulations say you should say officer?”

Tom found himself unable to bring himself to say to her that it wasn’t just words. That he hated his job. That he hated not being able to find the ones that did these things and bring them to justice. Instead he said to her, “Not all words are lies Ma’am.”

Her answer gave him pause, “No. No they are not. But neither are they all truths either.”

He watched her open the small blue purse she held. For a moment, she seemed to be considering her next actions carefully, as if she was about to reveal something that she was not sure she had the right to. A small white card appeared in her hand a moment later. She looked at it before placing it on the countertop to her right, “If you want to attend her services, they’ll be at that address. Tomorrow. Nine in the morning.”

With that she pushed through the door leaving Tom in the room alone with his thoughts, the buzz of the lights, and the card on the table…

And the question in his mind of whether or not he would or wouldn’t…

Tom picked up the card and stuffed it into his inside pocket of his jacket without looking at it. That decision could wait for the moment. Pushing through the door that led out of the room, he turned down the hallway and entered Doc’s office.

Doc’s office was not what you would expect from a medical practitioner. Every other doctor you would ever meet had their diplomas on one of the walls. Books neatly placed on bookcases. Files waiting for them on their desk. All of the stereotypical things you would expect. Doc was not the norm. Doc’s office consisted of a wall of filing cabinets on one side, his mass purchased steel desk opposite to that, and on the wall to your right a single photograph in a frame.

That photograph was of a young Doc with his arm around a cute red head with blue eyes. They looked happy together. Tom always wondered about that picture and what happened to make Doc the old crusty pain in the ass that he was today.

Doc was sitting behind the desk, a bottle of some cheap dime store beer to his right, his concentration on a file in front of him as he wrote something there in the chicken scratch that was common for doctors around the world to use.

Tom took the chair on the other side of the desk and then said, “It’s early for having a beer Doc.”

As he put his pen down and reached for the bottle the answer was, “Nightshift rules Tom. Whatever helps you make it through the shift.”

Tom frowned but didn’t push Doc on this. Doc was one of the few people that still tolerated him. Not quite a friend mind you, but at least Doc would listen. He said in return, “Our Jane Doe was claimed. She was rolled out of here a few minutes ago.”

Doc just about choked on his beer, “Claimed? I wasn’t told? Who released her?”

Tom blinked, “Err… I did. She had paperwork and…”

With a slam of the bottle on his desk Doc said, “Gimme the paperwork Tom.”

It took a moment to draw it from his suit before handing it over still folded up. Doc opened the paper and then shot him a look, “Did you look at this Tom?”

A shake of his head was the answer…

Doc tossed the paper at him as he reached for the phone on the desk, “Nice paper. No work.”

Tom blanched as he looked to see that the paper was… Empty. Blank. Nothing.

Just like Jane Doe herself.

It took a short time, but it became clear that whoever had claimed the body, had gotten out of the building unopposed and unseen. What was more frustrating was that parts of the surveillance cameras in the building would randomly turn off and then back on again leaving gaps in their coverage.

Doc pointed a finger at Tom, “You have any ideas?”

Tom didn’t hesitate, “Nothing. Didn’t give me a name or anything. I figured that a woman and her muscle wouldn’t get down here without clearance, so I didn’t think to challenge her.”

With a grunt, Doc turned back to the phone dismissing Tom…

Which was fine with him.

He stood up and walked from the office heading towards the elevators. After pressing the button for the main floor, Tom fished out the card she had left on the counter. He almost expected it to be as blank as the sheet of paper she had given him. Why didn’t he look at it? He should have. At the least he should have asked for her name or Jane Doe’s name. Something.

Finally the card was in his fingers and he considered the address printed there in a cold formal font…

S. Realm Enterprises, 69 69th Street. We make dreams.

The bell sounded as the elevator doors opened.

Tom had an appointment to keep in a few short hours and some answers to get from that woman over this…


Storm Clouds
By TeraS
Chapter 2

Tom didn’t go directly to the address on the card. No, that wouldn’t be proper if there was a funeral there–especially not at four in the morning. First he went back to the small unremarkable apartment that he called home. He had lived in the place for just over 12 years now.

Exiting the subway he crossed into the first rays of the sun pushing their way into the concrete jungle that was his city. A sort walk with the warmth of the sun on his back brought him to his small apartment. It was a simple basement apartment that he could slip in and out of at all hours and not bother the people that he knew were his neighbors but whom he had, in all truth, failed to get to know.

Moving down the twelve steps from the street to his door he fished out his keys and then rammed one of them into the lock. For a moment he dwelled on the past and why the place meant as much to him as it did.

That could be summed up with one word.


With a grunt to push the memories away, Tom opened the door to discover the small calico cat that was the last living thing in his life to connect him with her. She purred questioningly at him and he replied out of habit, “Yeah. I know. Look like crap and smell like it too, right?”

His answer was a flick of the cat’s tail and then it walked away no longer interested in him for the moment. Much like he was with the world today  for some reason that didn’t matter right then.

The floor creaked as he tossed off the clothes he’d worn that morning. Fishing around in his hall closet, he found his funeral suit, shoes and tie and changed into that. 

It didn’t take long. Before leaving again, he tore open a tin of cat food, filled the old porcelain dish that was the cat’s and left some drinking water before leaving again, catching a cab and heading off to… Somewhere else again…

The cab came to a rough stop as Tom heard the cabbie grunt, “69 69th Street bub. Nine-fifteen plus the tip for the fare.”

Tom looked out of the window with some surprise. 69 69th Street was… odd.

This was one of the more fashionable, modern parts of town, with gleaming steel and glass buildings, corporate logos plastered all across them. The typical chain stores with their signs screaming at people to buy something within their doors…

But not 69 69th Street… No this place was, well, calm. Quiet. Unassuming. Among all of the rushing around, this building was a throwback to earlier times in the city, a brownstone four story building set back from the curb a short way. The windows gleaming in the sunlight made whatever was within invisible for the moment.

Tom paid the cabby and then started towards the wrought iron fence that marked the edge of the property. As he walked along the cobblestone path towards the front doors, the odd thought came to him that it was like following the yellow brick road. Amused, he wondered if that woman that he met in the morgue was named Dorothy or not. He noticed that, to either side of the path he walked, there were a series of park benches and trees for shade in the small space that had been carved out…

He then registered the fact that there were no people sitting on them or milling around. If there was a funeral to be held here or at least a remembrance of someone shouldn’t there be people here waiting to enter or at least trying to comfort each other? Or did he mishear the time of the gathering, being either too late or too early for it?

Either way he was here and time was ticking away…

Taking the four steps to the front door, he noticed the bronze nameplate of the company by the door and the little buzzer and speaker to call for assistance.

Which he pushed.

The speaker crackled and a somewhat distorted female voice asked, “Yes? Can we help you?”

Tom was going to start with the usual lines that all police gave, but then remembered the conversation he had with that woman and said, “I would… if it is possible, like to pay my respects to a sister that passed away…”

There was a short pause and then the voice replied, “One moment please and someone will let you in…”

It was a short wait of perhaps five minutes before the thick wood door was opened and, to his surprise, the blonde who gave him that blank note in the morgue stood there. She didn’t seem at all surprised to see him, although, for a moment, she brushed her hands to smooth out the black silk dress she wore before greeting him with, “Good morning. Please do come inside.”

Tom shot her a look, but accepted the invitation and stepped over the landing…

And just about lost his breakfast as he did. For a moment he thought that he was going to leave a wet chunky spot on the carpet, but then the feeling passed and he found himself looking at the blonde as she shut the door and locked it again. 

He coughed and then was about to read her the riot act, arrest her and take her downtown when he realized that they weren’t alone…

And there was a funeral or wake or something going on.

The immediate area around him was filled with couples milling around talking in hushed tones. Several of them were looking in his direction and that of the blonde with looks that ranged from disinterest to bemusement to… desire?

The blonde gave a little cough to get his attention and added with a nod of her head, “Will you join me in the sitting room please?”

Tom was torn for a moment between hauling her away and getting more out of her, but finally decided that it all looked legit in his eyes. Making a scene at a funeral would not go over well, and he wasn’t sure but he thought that a few of the people in attendance were city officials… high up ones.

Very calmly, Tom replied to her in a low voice, “Lady. You have no idea just how much trouble you have created. Where’s your sister? I’m going to have to take her back to the morgue. She was attacked and there is an investigation going on. You can’t…”

The blonde shook her head and then with a nod, offered, “Please. Just come over here into the waiting room with me? We can discuss this there and I’ll try to answer your questions…”

Tom finally gave a grunt of agreement and then followed her away from the crowd deeper into the building.

She led Tom towards a white trimmed doorway in the wall that opened into a good-sized room. It was not your typical business waiting room with year old magazines and hard cold plastic chairs. No, this place was class. Cherry wood furniture, bookcases filled with what looked to be expensive writings, a large ornate rug in the middle of the room and a small fireplace in the wall that was unlit for the moment.

Taking a seat in what looked to be a Victorian high-backed chair, she waited a moment before asking, “Would you like a seat?”

Tom shook his head, “No thanks. Lady, you are in all sorts of trouble.”

Turning to him she said, “I’m sorry for misleading you, but there was little time and I didn’t have a choice in the matter.” She smiled a bit, “My name is Camilla Addison. I’m sorry that I didn’t introduce myself when we first met, but I wasn’t prepared for you to be there. Might I know your name as well?”

Tom offered in return, “Thomas Selleck.”

Camilla placed a hand over her lips and attempted to not giggle as she managed to get out, I’m sorry. It’s just that…”

Tom nodded and allowed a small grin, “Yeah, I know. My mother was in love with the television show, but my dad wouldn’t let her name me Magnum… It’s an ice breaker at parties, however, when I have a fake moustache on…”

She placed her elbow on the arm of the chair and then put her head against her hand, “I’m sure it would be Thomas.”

He turned serious again, “Miss Addison, you understand that you have broken several laws with what you have done and I will have to arrest you for them.”

She just smiled, “I don’t think there will be a problem.”

Tom was getting frustrated and it began to show, “A missing body, a theft, and you think there won’t be a problem? Why would that be, Ma’am?”

Camilla explained, “I am sure that whatever is needed to make that issue disappear is being looked after as we speak Thomas. My… group is not without it’s resources and connections within city government and the powers that be in your city.”

He paused to consider that and then said, “Group? Are you suggesting that you are part of the Mafia or something illegal?”

The oddest smile came with the words, “Not the Mafia, and nothing that your rules would see as illegal as such Thomas.”

He had the feeling he was being played with, much like when his cat would tease a mouse before killing it. The frustration grew as he answered, “We should continue this discussion downtown Ma’am.” Tom was not happy with the situation and found himself falling back on his training to try to take control of the situation– if he had ever been in control of it from the moment he had met Camilla.

She shook her head and replied, “I think that will not be where we need to go next Thomas.”

He gave her the obvious reply, “And just why would that be Ma’am?”

A new voice came into the room behind him, “Just because.”

Tom spun around and just about fell over from shock…

Standing there, in a red dress, was Jane Doe… very much alive and from the look in her eyes, not exactly happy with what was going on…


Storm Clouds
By TeraS
Chapter 3


It was her. One hundred percent Jane Doe. Mid-length curly red hair, green eyes. He found himself thinking that she looked better in the red than under that white sheet in the morgue. Tom’s next coherent words were, “What the hell is going on?”

Camilla sighed, “Have a seat Thomas. She’s not who you think she is.”

He took the chair to her right still in shock. He managed to reply, “Must be the end of the world. Dead people walking the streets.”

Camilla reached out a hand to touch his arm and explained, “Identical twins. We always had a problem telling the two of them apart. finally got to the point where we made them get tattoos…”

Tom couldn’t believe that she was right, this was the Jane Doe in the morgue. The face, the hair. It was her all right he was sure. Identical twins? Weirder things did happen, but this was just out of the ballpark. Still he found himself asking her, “So what’s your name then? Can’t be Jane can it?”

For a moment, she seemed to be considering her answer very carefully. The look in her eyes of barely contained anger didn’t change for a seemingly endless moment before she came to a decision. Uncrossing her arms, she put them behind her back and then shifted her hips a bit before answering, “You can call me that if you like.”

Somehow calling her Jane felt right. Whether or not it was her real name was another question. But he figured that he could et something out of Camilla or when he took the two of them downtown, there would be some real answers given. Still, he couldn’t do that right this minute, and so he glanced at Camilla, “Are you all this helpful when it comes to answers?”

Camilla chucked, “Ask a direct question and you’ll likely get a direct answer Thomas…”

He pondered that as he looked at Jane standing there unconcerned with him, the police it seemed, or anything else. Seeing that she wasn’t leaving, he took that to mean that she would answer more questions from him. Then he said, “Jane it is then. What’s your sister’s name? The one that was laying in the morgue and Camilla and the goons took out last night?”

Jane didn’t flinch as she answered, “Patricia.” And not another useful word from her after that came to his question. But it was obvious that there was a great deal of hurt in her eyes. Tom found himself deciding that as odd as the story was so far, there didn’t seem to be a lie in it he could touch. It was also obvious that Jane was hiding something from him and that he would need to figure out.

Rubbing his chin Tom mumbled to himself, “Magnanimous women will be the death of me I’m sure.”

Camilla began to explain, “Jane… has been out of the country for a while. She came back early this morning when we sent word a few days ago that Patricia had gone missing. She arrived shortly before you did Thomas and…”

Jane finished the sentence, “I was told she was dead. A wonderful way to return to family isn’t it? So you are here to investigate why she was killed then? Or are you here just to make waves in our lives?”

Tom gave her a hard look as he answered, “She was taken from the morgue improperly. There is an investigation going on about that. It’s not my problem but I’m here because I am involved in it. Your sister is my case, and maybe I can figure out what happened and why and find the one that did this.”

Jane gave a little snort of derision, “Police. Useless beyond words.”

He managed not to growl out the words, “Lady, I don’t know where you were and I don’t give a damn either. This isn’t some two bit country in the middle of nowhere. Patricia is my case to solve and I’m going to. I’m not going to let this just slide by into the unsolved case files, and you know why?”

Jane just watched him in silence and then he answered with a smirk, “I have my reasons.”

Camilla chuckled at his words before saying, “Touché…”

Tom was about to start asking some pointed questions of them both when there was a soft cough from the hallway. Standing there patiently was a man of the cloth. He looked like the sort of man that you’d like to have as your uncle. A kind face, eyes that held the glimmer of mirth and joy he carried with him. The stature of years of listening, understanding, seeing and helping. A life filled with the joy of doing good work wherever he was needed to be.

He smiled pleasantly to them all and then asked, “We’re going to be starting the service in a few moments, would you care to join us?”

To Tom’s surprise, both women replied in soft voices with deference, “Of course. We’ll be right along.”

He nodded at the reply and then said to Tom, “You are welcome to join us as well mister?”

Tom stood up and then offered his hand, “Selleck. Thomas Selleck.”

The twinkle in the reverend’s eyes became a little more as he accepted the hand and gave it a firm shake, “You need a mustache.”

Tom chuckled, “Thanks for the tip. I’ll get right on growing one in the morning.”

A pat of Tom’s shoulder and a wink was the answer before he disappeared down the hallway. Tom commented to the two women in the room, “Seems like a good man.”

Camilla had stood up and offered, “The best. Come on. He’ll be disappointed if the whole family isn’t there.”

Jane turned away with a last scowl at Tom before vanishing into the hallway. He looked at Camilla and said, “Well, I suppose she’s on my not friends list.”

She slipped her arm around his and said, “Well, maybe I can be on your friends list instead?”

He replied to that with, “Tell me the truth after this. Explain to me what the hell is going on and you go to the top of the page Camilla.”

As they left the room, Tom found himself wondering what kind of service it would be…