The Ladies of Horror
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by Kathleen McCluskey
Louis was a man of means, he never wanted for anything in his life. A spoiled, wealthy man, he was accustomed to getting his way. He was always dressed perfectly and in the most current fashions yet his mind was consistently in a state of perpetual pandemonium. His appearance put people at ease and made them think he was a debonair, considerate gentlemen. But inside he was in a state of constant conflict; forever stuck in a limbo of chaotic neutral. His urges only grew as he aged. The older he became, his needs matured into something diabolical. The evil that lurked inside of him was concealed with an amiable smile. His depravity pushed his deranged impulses, fueling his desires to go farther; onto bigger and grander things…women.
There seemed to be an endless parade of victims at his fingertips. The local high-end eateries and bars were his hunting grounds. Some women are drawn to power, others to money, Marie was one that was drawn to darkness. When she saw Louis, she knew immediately that his evil blackness was powerful. It was drawing her in. She was beautiful and from a wealthy, well known family. Louis went over to her the instant that he saw her. In his mind he thought that a woman of her caliber in his dungeon would be the prize he was always searching for. After having dinner and some cocktails Louis invited Marie back to his palace for a nightcap.
Once inside his opulent mansion, Marie found herself drifting in and out of consciousness. The last drink that Louis had given her was laced with sleeping powder. Marie awoke in Louis’ “special room”. Her hands had been tied in front of her and her legs were bound at the ankles. She turned her head and saw her clothes folded neatly on a chair. Marie blinked a few times to get her eyes to focus and saw Louis standing over her. His maniacal smile ran a shiver down Marie’s spine. She rolled away from him and off the bed. She was laying on the floor trying to stand when Louis grabbed her by the back of her head. Marie let out a small yelp. As she began to have a seizure, she closed her eyes and began to chant. Her chanting became so loud that it vibrated the chains that hung from the ceiling. Louis was confused and very angry that a mere woman was trying to confront him. Her eyes rolled over white and she let out a guttural moan. Her moaning quickly turned into shrill laughter. Louis was thrown across the room by an unseen force. Marie turned toward Louis, she pulled her hands apart as the binding around them disintegrated. “We have been watching you, Louis. We are unimpressed by your sport with women. I have been sent by the coven to seek vengeance for my sisters.” She raised her hand and with a flick of her wrist Louis’ crotch caught fire. He screamed in a pitch that no earthly man should make. She threw her head back and cackled. With a flick of her wrist again he burst into flames. The coven of witches had their prize.
Fiction © Copyright Kathleen McCluskey
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