Painless Love Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Painless Love Chapter 4

... quiver at. It seems like there is a more deeper meaning and symbol to this statement and description here. It is like he is seeing the things that he is actually talking about here. Is he really? That is what it definitely seems. “What do you mean by saying: ‘The prince wanted to marry—that which his heart and soul had not given forth unto him’?” I ask him nervously and shakily. Let’s hope that no horror monster crops up and issues fearfully here where the particular story seems headed. “Well, the prince happened to be in love with this lady here—Ellery was her name. She was blond, bubbly, well-formed up, and extremely beautiful too. But she was already married to the Dragon of Ischia.” Here again, Rhys’ eyes flare and widen and also darken in expression and appearance. I think he can see the Dragon of Ischia? But what is it really? A human being? A spirit thing? What exactly?” “Who was this Dragon of Ischia, Rhys?” “He was a prince—made of flesh and blood just like all of us. He had for all these years waited to watch and see Ellery grow and had what’s more vowed to let no other man take or wrench his special rose away from him. He would do just about any deed to make certain that he did not ever lose it from his strongly clutch and grasp—even it meant tinting and dipping his hands in a bitingly sharp cold bitter pool of damnable blood.” “Well, this is quite more of a dark story, Rhys. You are starting to frighten me.” Oh yes, I know that this might sound like the most ...

... insane thing ever. I am someone who is used to watching the worst kind of horror action and gore. Blood, wounds, scars, the undead—anything that you can feel like mentioning and pointing it out here! I feast and devour it with my own eyes deliriously. How come such things dodn’t scare the shit hell out of it? Well it is not because I am now transformed into a demon, but that that stuff is just all too fictitious and unreal. In this world of storytelling, not all things are invented and forged up. Some are real—they have doubtlessly happened before, and they might still take place now and see the light of the day in our very present day and age “A dark story it might be, Tori. But it did happen as a matter of fact. Long, long, long way back in I have forgotten what exactly kind of very olden place.” There we go! Another one of those scary but real stories! I hate this kind. “So what happened to the prince and this blond-haired woman?” “He fought with the dragon of Ischia. And only one of them was supposed to live through the battle so as to triumph and win over the woman to himself. It was such a fiercely and agonizing battle. One that was filled with deadliest wounds which the survivor would have to carry and bear with him for the rest of his remaining life.” “Why didn’t he just quit on her and go on marrying any of those numberless women in his kingdom? Why her especially?” “Because he loved her so very much………and she loved him too intensely bad. They both loved each other like ...