Lizabeth_Wright

In the park.. through the woods, past the graveyard, in the city- filled to the brim and massive with life... It's only a glimpse from the corner of your eye, a fleck of something moving and your reflex is to look. There's nothing there... but that cold feeling, and the overwhelming sense that you're being watches is unavoidable.

You hear whispers, you look to find the point of origin but there's no one there... the voice is soft and feminine, it sounds so sad. It's only three words, beckoning to you: "Please don't run."

You turn around completely, a small human woman stands behind you. She's lovely. Five-foot, four inches tall... long full blonde hair, glimmering blue eyes and a healthy, shapely, curvy figure. She has no shoes and is only wearing a long, sleeveless white dress, low cut on the top.. it's lovely, just like her.. was she lost on a date?

She doesn't appear to speak, her mouth never moving, but that whisper persists. "Can you help me...?" She looks so beautiful, but so sad.

There's something unnerving about her... she seems real enough, but.. no, there's something wrong. Something wrong with her...

You blink and she's suddenly gone, leaving behind only a cold spell that engulfs you, blood-stained foot prints and an echoing sob. "No... I-i'm sorry..."




~~Love, Lust and Betrayal: The Heart Stops Beating~~

Part 1: In Retrospect...

She'd spent her whole day getting ready. Lizzy was nearly dancing her way around her room. It was her eight-teenth birthday and she's been waiting all year for tonight.

It was August, and graduation was in June. She was free of school, in her own apartment, with her own money. She was nearly invisible in high-school. She never got a date with the cute guys and she was never popular, despite being truly gorgeous... but now, it all seemed to change.

Lizzy was always a quiet girl, even at work at the Harvest Moon Cafe'. She served tables, made coffee, worked the counter, cooked, placed orders for stock... she wasn't the manager, but she did the job, and the owner knew it. She'd been working their part-time sense she was fifteen, gone full-time at seven-teen. He actually gave her a manager's pay. Her hard work was paying off!

Tonight was the night... her third date. Alexander, or Alz, he liked being called that, never even looked at her in high-school. They took classes together, ate lunch at the same time, but he was always with some prissy fake-tanned surgical doll of a girl... President of the Student Council, Prom King, Captain of the foot ball team. She, like many of the girls, adored him but only a select few did he even speak to.

He was hunky. Broad strong shoulders, a face chiseled by gods and a body like it'd been molded for perfection... what woman wouldn't want that? And their third date tonight, he would make her just that, a woman for real!

It'd started for them when he came to the Cafe', looking for a friend. He finally noticed her, but she was so humiliated at the time. Her hair cropped up in a messy bun, stained black slacks, her white dress shirt wrinkled and in old dirty sneakers. He thought she was adorable. They started talking, then giggling, then blushing and laughing. One thing lead to another and now... date three.

Even more for her, it would be her first time tonight. They'd waited all summer for her birthday, they wanted to do this right. She was giggling histatic with joy, brushing out her thick, full, long, golden-blonde hair... and she was horrified.

Did it really hurt so bad the first time?? What if he didn't like her? What if he didn't like her body? What would he think of her after!? Her mind raced as she slipped into her favorite white dress... it was a simple dress, sleeveless, showed a little of her chest, but not slutty like. It tapered inward to her waist, then flared out wide in one smooth solid motion. She always looked so beautiful in it.

Nice white low-back shoes with feety socks- why not be confortible? No high-heels. Earrings, just little gold danglies with a necklace to match. And just enou- no... no makeup. She never used it before and she wouldn't now... well, maybe a little eye-liner....

She spun around infront of a mirror, her dress flaring out like a dancer's. She was ready...

She staired at the mirror... then blushed as she shimmied her frilly lace panties down and off... she, in the end, wouldn't be needing them.

De-pantied, she nods, takes a deep breath... and stopped herself from screaming before letting it out in a huff. "Alright girl, you've got this..."

Smiling, beaming, tense as a drawn and tuned guitar string, she picks up her purse and out the door she went. Tonight was the night, the night her and Alz would perfess their love... the night she'd become a real woman.



Part 2: Meet me by Moonlight

They chose the park for their date. A picnic!! Dinner by candle light under the stars. Wine, dine, love... and sex. It was 9:30 PM and the city was dying down. Shops were closing, people were going home, and it was growing quiet. By midnight, she would be in the arms of her love and nibbling at whatever he brought for them.

Her apartment was on the other side of town, so it worked perfectly. She could walk, relax, window shop and she's still be there with time to spare. She was taking her time and she was happy for it.

She couldn't help but be nervous though. Her heart was pounding and she couldn't stop smiling. She was even starting to skip... the feel of walking though a city just in her dress? No panties, not even a bra? And... shaved... down there?! She couldn't help but wonder if everyone was stairing at her... of course they weren't but still, she felt like it.

She was blushing all the way to the park and then some. Looking around, it was already 11 at night, and it was dead out. No signs of life along the outside edges of the park. Thank god...

She moved onto the grass, moving deeper. The further she went, the more she searched, the more relaxed she became. There was no one around. Thank heaven for that... she was always kinda a moaner when having a 'solo adventure', as her friend Tyisha from work liked to call it. Would that mean she'd be a screamer? Her cheeks turned a vibrant red and she felt warm. Suddenly, she wasn't sure she was ready to answer that question.

She didn't have much time to worry though. Not a whole lot of time to think as she rounded a large tree to find a picnic cloth laid out with food, candles, wine, glasses and no one in sight... where'd he gone? She steps up to the picnic and stands, eyes slowly moving over the spread. Steak? How was it steaming? Did he heat it over the candles? She smiles and giggles a little as she covers her mouth with both hands. The stars were shining, the moon was high, the night was warm and the park clear of people... except him.

"Do you like it?" Alz says, stepping up and around Lizzy to wrap his arms about her waist. She's speechless a moment, nodding before giving a breathless 'yes' and kissing him deeply. "It's perfect, Alz. It's so romantic!" He runs his fingers through her hair.. so soft as their eyes meet and they kiss again, deeper and longer than before. "I'm glad you like it... only one more thing."

He steps back, letting her go as he flicks his hand, producing a single ruby-red rose. No one knew in high school, but he loved magic tricks... and so did Lizzy. She was nearly crying as he gave it to her, slipping the rose behind her left ear. "Now it's perfect..." He draws Lizzy into a kiss. She was so happy, her heart felt like it was going to leap through her chest. Her breaths deepened, her hands went to his shoulders.. but he takes them in his and leads her to sit with him on the picnic blanket.

They ate... they laughed.. they spoke.. they kissed and locked arms to sip wine from each others glasses. This was really perfection. It was what Lizzy had always wanted her life to be. Passion and love and romance. Prince Charming who came to rescue her and take her away. The boring, quiet girl who never stood out, worked pretty much a dead-end job who'd never even been kissed who gets the sexy guy who's totally into her... it was everything she'd dreamed it would be.

Clearing the blanket, the candles were burning down as they laid down together. Alz had to light new candles to replace them soon enough... She lay their, watching him... she was scared. Her heart was screaming, her thighs were grinding against one another to try and fend against the growing heat between them... and turning back to Lizzy, Alz pulls his shirt off to toss heedlessly aside.

He reaches out to brush her cheek. "You're trembling, beautiful," he says, "what's wrong?" Lizzy swallows, her eyes locking on those deep hazel gems of his. "I'm scared..." She nearly jumps as his hand moves to her belly and slowly begins to glide down the smooth cotton over her belly, then down her legs to grip the edge of the dress. He chuckles, smiling down at the frightened Lizzy as he begins to run his hand up the smooth clean skin of her thigh... and as he draws near her tender virginity, he leans in, whispering to her. "It's alright, Lizabeth... I'll be gentle."



Part 3: Good Night, Princess...

The candles snuffed out... there was nothing left to burn anymore. The night drove on and they along with it. Bodies gasping in exertion and tangled tight with lust. Her body was tense, covered in sweat from the burning heat of their grinding bodies. Her heart raced, her breasts heaved, her naked body ashimmer in the moonlight as she cried out loud and full in animal passion with their love.

She'd lost all concept of time to the throbbing, thrusting between her burning thighs. It had hurt so horribly bad to start, tears streaming from her eyes as she clung in humiliation to her noble lover. But now she'd beg him on her hands and knees to not stop. Pain had given way to pleasure as she'd arched off the blanket, back to the cold earth as she gave away her innocence to her beloved Alz. She couldn't think, she never thought it could hurt so much and feel so good all at the same time...

She begged him as he curled up around her. "D-don't stop! Please, don't stop!!" His arms squeezed her, they were so tight... she didn't understand it, she was so exposed to someone, and yet she only wanted more. Her eyes rolled, her mouth went agape. He was huge, she could feel him push his length deep enough to reach her teeth with every thrust. It was everything she heard it would be, eveything she'd hoped it would be.

His hands played the cord of her desire like an angelic harp before, massaging her body and toying with her most pleasing nerves. Had she been a violin, he'd have been a true master in art for making her sing so well. Now, shivering in exticy beneath him, she could only curl and stretch her toes as her legs locked him in place.

When it came time to take his prize, he'd shown her no mercy. The tender and loving touch of his hands were replaced with deep pounding and biting teeth on her throat and breasts. He took for his what he had earned.

She couldn't describe it, the sensation as he suddenly sat up on his knees and lifted her with him, bouncing her on his hips as her ankles locked behind his back. His left arm cradled her to him... so strong, stone hard as he wrapped it under her full bottom to aid in her bouncing dance. She hid in his shoulder. It hurt again, she didn't know how, but she could feel him slip even deeper inside of her.. tears were welling in her eyes. It hurt so much but at she same time it felt like the divine had reached down to please her themselves.

"A-Alz," she cries, "I'm going to scream, I'm gonna cum!!" Her head rolled back, her hands clawing at his back, the tension in her body was so great she doesn't even notice his right arm shift. He moans a soft 'me to' into her ear, biting at it and causing her to jerk. Her hips give a buck, release so painfully close she looses the world around her, all but him.

Lizzy feels him swelling inside of her.. he was going to cum inside of her, she didn't care anymore. She wanted to feel him, to please her man, always and forever. She would be his toy now and she wanted it that way...

A cold something touched her back for a moment and she lets out a howl. Closing her eyes tight she cries and shakes her head. "I-i'm-!! I-I-" He silences her with a kiss and doubles his bucking hips. And as she teetered on the edge of sexual euphoria... he struck, and they came together....

Horrible pain twisted and perverted with heavenly orgasm. Her eyes shot wide as plates when she felt the ice-cold, suicide sharp steal of a curve blade slice deep and fast into her back, curving around her spine, between her rib to pierce her heart. Her first sexual experience, her first orgasm in the arms of a man was suddenly her only and last...

She'd cum, and so did he as her tears began to flow... she held her breath, locked in the kiss as she felt the explosion of heat and pressure in her burning folds while her heart struggled to beat around the metal betrayal. He gave another thrust and twisted the blade a little.... and her eyes began to close as their kiss ended.

She couldn't get herself to scream or struggle as she began to loose feeling. He kept her pinned to him as he gave another thrust, riding out his orgasm as Lizzy tried to make sense of it. "B-.. why...? Thought that.. y-.. you loved me..." Her words had come weak, her sexual release had drained her too much.

Pulling the knife from her back, laying her gently before him with his throbbing length still rested within her. He strokes her cheek with his fingers, wiping away the flowing tears as he shakes his head. "No words.. just sleep, Lizabeth." She leans down to kiss her over her heart... the world was fading fast... the world around was growing gray and she was so weak... all she could do was whimper.

"Go on, Lizzy," he says, caressing her cheek, "It's all over. Every woman should be a goddess when she dies. You'll never have to worry again.." Her heart slowed... her heart was broken. The only man she'd ever loved was looming over her as the light fades, darkness closing the gap as she feels herself go limp. "Good night, my princess... sleep well."



Part Four: Into the Despair

Her eyes opened to the moonlight.... she felt.. cold, standing in the grass. The moon would be down soon, and the sun would rise... it was August, but she was chilled like winter...

The park was quiet... she was quiet. The tears streaming down her cheeks in a river of sorrow was the only thing that moved. She couldn't feel her heart beat.... but she could feel it hurt so bad... not from the wound in her back, draining blood out over her back and her once pure white dress.. but from the hollow truth that had been forced upon her with one quick.. smooth strike, executed with surgical precision.

Why did he betray her...? Why did he... murder her? As she stood over them, Alz closing the eyes on her body only to lift it into his arms and kiss her lifeless form like it'd been their first. The wound on her back is clean, a single deep gash, a little stretches and dripping with the crimson essence of her life...

She watches him stand and carry her to walking path. He'd planned this, laying her body between a pair of white angel wings painstakingly painted onto the cold asphalt, arms out stretched like she were to take flight... then she watches him clean up their picnic.. get dressed.. and leave, without a word... Her dress was taken with him, but it was still on her... at least.. here it was....

She stood over her body til it was found by a passing Anthro-woman in the early morning... the wolf woman was jogging and had stumbled to a spot, stairing down at Lizzy's dead body, just as she had... She was white, pale... and she looked... peaceful. Her body was clean, gorgious.... or had been...

As the anthro-wolf ran away, scrambling to call the police... Lizabeth turns away and closes her eyes. She didn't want to look anymore...

The following month passes in a blurr... her family.. her viewing, her funeral... her grave. She curled up against it. It was physical to her... she was always cold, always alone... her family came to her grave often, but she couldn't speak to them. Finally, in despair, she began to wander the graveyard in which she was buried... then she left...

So many questions in her mind... so many things she can't answer. Will she ever find peace?