Once Upon a Lonely Night
May 10th, 2008 | 
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Copyright 2000
by Frank K. Kovac
Once Upon a Lonely Night
As he stood in the middle of no where, Tom glanced at his watch, barely making out the time in the moonlight’s pale glow. At two thirty in the morning, the man was simply walking home along the deserted country road, strolling away, letting his mind wander here and there as his feet steadily took him forward.
Deep in Pennsylvania’s heartland, one was more likely to be passed by an Amish buggy than a car, especially at this time of night. Consequently, Tom paid little attention to the road, moving ahead, drifting gradually from one side to the other.
Occasionaly, the man glanced forward, seeing the full moon shine no higher than forty five degrees above the distant horizon beyond the ups and downs of the road. All about were fields, extending into the distance, displaying nothing of exception, save an errie reminder that one was now alone, separated for miles from any contact with civilization.
Tom’s farm house was five miles up the road, giving him a few hours of walking. And at his slow pace, he’d probably use up a good portion of the night.
Dragging himself along, Tom expected nothing when he happened to glance up and see something against the moonlight. As he approached, the silhouette of a woman made itself more and more pronounced, gradually revealing its perfect and gentle curves, depicting the female form as none other.
Upon closer inspection, Tom realized that her footsteps were louder than his, causing a slight echo against the road’s edge, reminding him of how far away he was from the rest of the world.
While he got closer and closer, he said to himself, ” That’s odd…I never see anyone here at this time…wonder what she’s up to?”
To his surprise and curiosity, the lady stopped dead in her tracks, just standing there against the soft light. For a moment, Tom was about to stop as well, thinking it would be wise to see if she had anything in mind before he got nearer. However, he continued on his way as she simply continued to stand there about two hundred feet ahead.
Moving closer, our man realized that this strange feline was standing directly before an old cemetery he had passed many times before on his nightly journeys. The place was the only area having trees in the vicinity. Scattered about, a few maples and oaks grew from the ground among the headstones, projecting upward with a haunting demure, especially during this month of October.
As a light breeze came forth, blowing the mild autumn air to the west, her mane moved about, displaying its full foot and a half length. Being only twenty five feet now from the figure, Tom studied her closely, getting a good look at the woman. To his amazement, she had only a two piece black leather outfit on, covering only her essentials. Moreover, her feet were clad in black boots extending up to her thighs, producing a gothic air about her, amplified by the night’s morbid tranquillity. Looking further, he saw gloves upon her hands, going up above the elbows, adding more mystery to that which was already the personification of mystique. Finally discovering that her hair was a black as her strange attire, Tom continued forth, cautiously approaching, keeping his eye on her all the time.
Thinking to himself, he mumbled just out of reach of the lady’s ears, ” Perhaps she’s an Amish women gone nuts or something.” However, on second thought, he said to his own mind, ” No…they ain’t into that kind of skimpy leather stuff.”
After what seemed an eternity, Tom was only eight feet before the attractive figure when he noticed that she just stared strait ahead down the road from which he came. Suddenly, the lady’s right had went up, extending itself toward the road’s edge. Seeing this, Tom’s heart jumped, causing him to make a step toward the road’s opposite shoulder when he noticed her index finger point directly at the cemetery.
His curiosity taking hold, Tom stopped and just stood there, staring forth at the strange thing. She didn’t move; her dark eyes were fixed, looking off into the distance. Obviously, the man moved his eyes off of her for a second and looked at the graveyard, wanting to know what she was pointing at.
Confused, Tom looked at the small array of stones, making a simple pattern of rank and file. To his better knowledge, the man remembered only worn out gray pieces of granite, half covered by the high grass. Looking closely with the aid of the full moon’s magnificence, he saw another stone, much more recent than the rest. In fact, so recent that he didn’t recall it being there the last time he wandered by.
With perplexity written all over him, Tom returned his gaze at the lady who just stood there as a statue. Her hand didn’t waver, pointing directly at the new slab. Again, he looked the rectangular carving, walking toward it, trying to read the inscription. After he stood directly in front of it, he read the wording and quickly turned back to the lady, asking, ” Ah…ma’am…is this some kind of a joke, if it is…it’s not funny?”
Trying to sound assertive, Tom continued, ” You mean you actually spent money doing this…what’s the point?”
Nothing, he heard not a sound from the gothic female.
Looking at her, Tom then said, ” Oh…I get it…this is some kind of a Halloween prank…you’re supposed to scare me, is that it?”
As the night wind continued with its soft and haunting caresses, Tom shook his head and remarked, ” I never saw you before, you’ve been hired by that jerk back in town…this looks like something he’d pull.”
Searching the immediate area with his eyes, Tom yelled, ” Ok Zac…you can come out now…where ever you’re hiding…you’ve had your joke…as you can see, I’m still alive, I’m not dead yet!”
Hearing and seeing nothing, the man again gazed down at the stone, asking the lady, ” Who did you or your friends hire to carve my name on this thing?”
Saying nothing, she only continued staring in the same direction, keeping her arm raised.
Moving away from the headstone, he returned to the lady and ask rudely in an effort to convince himself that she didn’t frighten him, ” Hey bitch…isn’t your arm tired yet, what are you gonna do, just stand there all night like that?”
Slowly, her arm went down, resting itself against her side when her head turned, causing her dark eyes to pierce his frame. Looking straight into him, she said, ” You’ve just seen the face of death…and truly it’s that of a woman.”
Again, trying to conceal his fear, he replied, ” Yea, right…and I’m the king of China.”
” If your demise is to be avoided, I suggest you get down on your knees and worship me…pray to me…debase yourself before my eternal glory.”
” Go to hell…cunt!”
” That’s where I came from.”, said the female as she placed her hand upon his shoulder and pulled him toward her gothic physique.
For a second, Tom was astonished at her strength, not expecting such power from a slender looking lady. When she finally had him directly before her, she pushed downward, forcing the individual to his knees. ” I said worship me…pray to the boots!”
Using his last ounce of will, Tom replied, ” Fuck you…whore!”
Afterward, her hand went across his face, throwing the man all the way to the road’s edge, landing him in the ditch.
As he lay face down, he heard the sound of her stiletto attractions upon the gravel road, coming steadily closer. When he got himself up, she again stood before him, taking hold of his collar. With one movement of her arm, the female threw him across the road, causing him to roll over against the headstone bearing his name.
By now, fear completely saturated his being, making it impossible for the man to defy her, causing him to say, ” Please…leave me alone…who are you?”
” I told you who I am…I’m here for you, your time has come.”
Before he could answer, she came over and again took hold of his shirt, this time sinking her teeth into the side of the man’s neck, pulling out a piece of flesh! In pain, he screamed as the gothic dominatrix placed her long fingernails, sticking out of the gloves, into his face, scratching him all the way down to his mouth.
As blood ran upon his clothing, she forced him back to his knees, saying, ” Now worship me, kiss my feet!”
This time, he complied, moving his bloody face to the black leather, kissing the boot’s toe. Placing her hand upon her hips, the lady of darkness said, ” There…now you know your place, keep it up…worship me…respect me…!”
Over every spot he went, leaving not one square inch untouched by his lips. Eventually, Tom worked his way up the boot’s side, going all the way to her thighs.
” Good, slave, you’re doing real good, that’s it…keep it up.”
Over and over, the man kissed, going on for thirty minutes until she said, ” Stop.”
Obeying, Tom just knelt there, looking up into her diabolical eyes when she pulled at his shirt, tearing the thing off, exposing his chest to the autumn air.
With one kick, she forced the boot’s tip into his crotch, hurting his balls, causing him to fall back and lay there, holding his nuts. Wasting no time, the woman placed the boot upon his chest and pressed downward, harder and harder. As the pressure increased, the heel worked its way between his ribs, producing a scream from the man, ” Stop…why…what’s the whole point, you’re hurting me…!”
” That’s precisely the point…to make you suffer!”
Using his hands, Tom tried with all his strength to remove her foot; however, it wouldn’t budge, fixing itself in place, pressing itself downward with more and more force. A moment later, he felt an intense spark of pain when one of his ribs cracked, piercing his lung. Trying to maintain his breath, Tom coughed up blood, adding more gore to his already altered condition.
To his relief, the lady raised her boot, relieving the pressure, allowing him to breathe. Nevertheless, the sole of the same leather masterpiece went directly atop his face, resting itself upon his mouth.
” Lick!”, was the order, ” Lick ‘em…let’s see what you can do.”
In humiliation, Tom stuck out his tongue and cleaned off the sole of her boot. Like an animal, he laid there, feeling lower than ever as pain worked itself through his system.
Finished with the underside, Tom watched her boot move back and slowly rest itself upon the ground. A very relaxed and evil smile crossed her face as she just stood there. Still breathing heavily from the pain, Tom simply stared at her while she gazed down at him. Despite all his agony, he nevertheless had to admire her form as the moonlight reflected itself from her mane, adding more mystery to what was already unexplainable.
Next, the ultimate took place, terrifying him almost to the point of madness. Against the dark sky, her figure grew and grew. Keeping its same proportions, her sexy physique moved upward, eventually stopping at something near fifty feet! Astonished, Tom slowly crawled back as best he could, placing only a few feet between himself and the base of her now gigantic boot.
Shaking with fear, the man stared up at the colossal female as he heard her voice echo throughout the night, ” Welcome to hell Tom.”
” No, no…please…!”, yelled the guy as she squatted before him and took hold of his insignificant body, raising herself up again afterward.
Seated in the palm of her hand, Tom screamed in desperation, ” What’s going on…what are you gonna do to me…!”
” You’re now in the hands of fate…from hence forth, your destiny is sealed.”
As he looked into her pupils, he saw the flames of hell flicker within her dark abyss, showing him the direction of death, the so called light at the end of the tunnel!
Smiling the gothic creature exposed her tongue, bringing it down before the man. With one lick, she engulfed him, exclaiming, ” For one whose dammed, you’re pretty tasty.
Again, she bathed him in her saliva, causing the man to plead, ” No…put me down…!”
Laughing, she merely moved her right hand’s index finger toward him and pealed away his pants with her long catlike nail. All naked, the guy felt even smaller.
Using the same finger, she caressed his prick, saying, ” My…what a cute little cock you’ve got, too bad it won’t be of any use to you where you’re going.”
Before he could say a word, she squeezed his organ between her thumb and finger, twisting the thing right off! Bleeding Tom cried forth, ” Ahhhh…!”
Horrified and in shock, Tom could do nothing, only scream away as the pain worked itself into every corner and nerve of his body.
” What are you gonna do with me?”, yelled the helpless male as blood kept pouring forth.
” You’re my little treat today…that’s all.”
Again using her right hand, the giant lady took hold of his left arm, turning it until it came off, falling to the ground with a thump. In pain beyond anything he every felt before, Tom could no longer speak coherent sentences, he only made sounds which became louder and louder!
Reaching for his other arm, she did the same, tearing it off with no mercy. Amused , the evil female repeatedly licked his frame, taking up the blood, feeding upon the red stuff. Intoxicated by his plight, lady domination inserted the victim into her mouth and sucked away, draining him of whatever he had left.
Barely conscious, Tom managed on last, ” Please…please…!”
Her grin wider than ever, the dominatrix let the man fall to the ground. Striking the gravel, Tom felt his body burst, braking just about every bone. Surprisingly, he didn’t die, at least not yet.
Just lying there, he saw the giantess hover above him, staring down at him against the stars, displaying not an ounce of mercy. With her weight shifted to one leg, she said, ” Yes indeed…you’ve come face to face with death…and it’s a woman.” Watching him struggle to live, she went on, ” The way you shout at the forest, that’s the way the echo comes back.” Laughing, the mysterious form said, ” All your life you’ve told people to go to hell…well…now the echo speaks, ” Go to hell!”"
As she raised her right boot, Tom’s mouth fell open in fear. A second later, the giant sole came downward, depressing itself upon him, crushing the last spark of life out of him, casting the man into the depths of an eternal darkness from which there’s no escape!
Right before dawn, an old farmer screamed forth, ” No…watch out…!”
It was too late. As he tried to stop the huge piece of farm machinery, the person walking along the road didn’t move out of the way fast enough, getting caught up in the blades, coming apart piece by piece.
Looking downward, the old guy stared away in horror as even the man’s clothes flew off, hurled a few feet away into the grass. No more than a minute later, a pile of flesh and blood lay upon the road, displaying almost nothing of its original form.
Having a cellular phone with him, the agricultural worker dialed an emergency number requesting the police. As he stepped off the contraption, the farmer’s face grimaced at the scene before him.
Eventually, the sheriff’s cruser pulled up with its lights flashing. When the officer got out of the car, the old man yelled, ” I couldn’t help it…he just walked right into it…I mean…the guy was staggering all over the road!”
” Ok, just relax.”, said the uniformed individual as he tried to conceal his own horror at the mess before him.
As the officer peered down at the remains, he next looked up and around, saying, ” What a way to go.”
” Like I said…it was an accident!”
” I know.”, replied the officer, ” It’s this road, it’s so hilly…can’t see what’s coming up from the other side…”
” So what’s gonna happen?”, inquired the farmer.
” Well…obviously there’s gonna be an investigation, but I think you’ll get off…it wasn’t your fault.
Quietly standing before his machine, the old individual watched the patrolman return to his car and call for help. Afterward, he returned to the farmer, looked at the cemetery, and said while slowly shaking his head, ” That’s funny…just yesterday the county reopened this old plot…in a few days, their gonna start burying people here again.”
The End
