Post by Khemia on May 23, 2014 20:04:39 GMT
It was pitch black, the moon shined brightly int he sky as he walked slowly and silently stalking the two, as they giggled and laughed clinging to each other bumbling along like a happy couple should. Khemia spat to the side of him as he tightened the grip on the plastic knife in his right hand. A backwards hoodie was his attire, the hood up. Holes were cut out to accommodate his eyes and mouth. As the couple moved along, he increased his gait, walking double time.The couple turned a corner and so did he as he keep his eyes on the her. The giggling female being put in a trance by the mans coohing words. The plastic knife was twirled as they slowed down and came to a small but well keep together house.
They said their words of goodnight, the man looked into the girls eyes still holding her hands as Khemia creeped up behind him. His form blocked out the dark attire of khemia as the wind tugged on Khemia's dark cargo pants. He keep going crouched and silent as the man leaned in for a kiss that would never finish. The girl responded closing her eyes as a silent gasp of air was let out of the man. A low but powerful thud would follow as the girl would be waiting leaned over with puckered lips. Khemia gave a soft chuckle as he rubbed his bloody fingers on her lips. Her boyfriend would be laying on the ground with a sharpened plastic knife in his neck. Blood gushing out the wound as his curled fingers would move erratically. An when she opened her eyes nothing but fear emitted from her. Blood trickling down her lips to her chin. Her boyfriend presumable dead and a large man wearing nothing but dark very dark clothing would be staring her right in here eyes. The worst part is that she could not even see his face. She soon pasted out with a thud against her door that sent her sliding down it to the ground ever so gently.
Khemia raised his hand an let to fingers move silently forward in a signal. Two young boys with black bandannas over their faces would appear from the shadows and grab the two bodies as khemia walked away.
"Damn he done em in yo they didn't even know." One of the recruits said as khemia would lead them back.
This was sad but it was a true Khemia needed hoes and this one was perfect. Young curvy and innocent many men liked that feature it would be easy enough to break her and send her down the line. Shit was true but it was his duty to show em how it was done. They rounded a few corners before they came to something hidden in darkness. Khemia reached his hand out as he pulled at something letting a wavy figure appear. It was a large man standing right in front of a heavy looking latched metal door. Straps were covering it large intimidating ones as Khemia nodded to the man an he stood aside an undid the latches covered in spell circles. The two recruits stepped in with the bodies right behind khemia as the man relatched the door and his form and the building disappeared.
They keep going down a long hallway as nothing but darkness would surround them. Khemia turned left then right then more turns and a slow descend into light. It was easy to get lost in here and he did his first couple of times but that was the whole point. THe recruits would look around with wide eyes as they stepped into the light. The floor of course was cement well half of it was. The other side was pink and plush and of course people were fucking sweat tears and cum were flying all on that side but more on that later. A small clear almost invisible wall would be keep up between the cement and the plush pink floors.
From their side, all they would see was a mural of people. One of beauty a trance like piece of artwork. It was made especially for Khemia with a bit of magic. Its specialty was to induce lust in one who stared at it for a extended amount of time. Behind the cement it was more like a lab. Doors and stairs ran all over the place as many of his men were either walking out of one with supplies or running into one. The recruits sat the body of the dead man on the counter. A frail looking man with a bandanna over his mouth would approach the body then look at Khemia.
"Why the neck?" He said in a high pitch voice filled with rasp that sounded like a rusty spoon on gravel.
Khemia shrugged as he turned away from the man who was left sighing and shaking his head. He went to work on the body as the recruits out follow Khemia to a door. But not just any door this door was crimson. He opened it up and the smell of sex and lavender would hit them in the nose as the recruits would turn their noses up.
"Goddamn it smell weird." The recruits said in unison which made him smile.
It felt like almost yesterday when he had first stepped foot in this room. The room was large and painted elegantly in all sorts of colors a strong lust was present. There were many shy girls in this rooms it resembled a large corridor with beds lined all up and down it.
"Sit her down here." Khemia said in a deep monotone voice which roused the nearby girls.
Almost each bed was filled their were about 12 each one about a king size. A rather buxom female would stalk down the path to Khemia smiling.
"Hi daddy" She said in a low tone aroused manner.
He nodded to the new girl who was out cold and she gave a wink and an okay sign. He headed back out the door. The recruits followed suit as they headed back into the lab like room of and straight down to another door. Crimson just like the last one but the shade was darker almost like it had been painted with real blood. He stepped out into a junkyard like room cars lined the way almost like an arena as he stepped out. He walked into the center of the outside like room his boots stomping in the dirt as a light flickered on him. Clearing his voice to speak as men wearing red would appear from the darkness sitting atop the cars. They cracked their fist as Khemia would ready himself to talk.
"These are the new ones, they say they want to be apart of us. One with us!! Show them how we get down!" He begin to backup as the men would leap from atop the cars and gather in a circle around the recruits. Of course they begin to swing and kick at them and before long were jumping them in. A tradition in that had been in the royal bloods for years. Khemia stepped in the center seeing the two downed recruits they were coughing and busted up. He raised his hand revealing two crimson bandannas as he dropped them on top of the two men.
"Welcome to the royal Bloods niggas, only way out now is in a box." Khemia stalked away as the recruits were helped up an patted on the back.
A loud "SuuuuuWooo" could be heard in a chant like manner. It seemed to go on forever it made Khemia smile. It made him happy but most of all it made him feel strong.
They said their words of goodnight, the man looked into the girls eyes still holding her hands as Khemia creeped up behind him. His form blocked out the dark attire of khemia as the wind tugged on Khemia's dark cargo pants. He keep going crouched and silent as the man leaned in for a kiss that would never finish. The girl responded closing her eyes as a silent gasp of air was let out of the man. A low but powerful thud would follow as the girl would be waiting leaned over with puckered lips. Khemia gave a soft chuckle as he rubbed his bloody fingers on her lips. Her boyfriend would be laying on the ground with a sharpened plastic knife in his neck. Blood gushing out the wound as his curled fingers would move erratically. An when she opened her eyes nothing but fear emitted from her. Blood trickling down her lips to her chin. Her boyfriend presumable dead and a large man wearing nothing but dark very dark clothing would be staring her right in here eyes. The worst part is that she could not even see his face. She soon pasted out with a thud against her door that sent her sliding down it to the ground ever so gently.
Khemia raised his hand an let to fingers move silently forward in a signal. Two young boys with black bandannas over their faces would appear from the shadows and grab the two bodies as khemia walked away.
"Damn he done em in yo they didn't even know." One of the recruits said as khemia would lead them back.
This was sad but it was a true Khemia needed hoes and this one was perfect. Young curvy and innocent many men liked that feature it would be easy enough to break her and send her down the line. Shit was true but it was his duty to show em how it was done. They rounded a few corners before they came to something hidden in darkness. Khemia reached his hand out as he pulled at something letting a wavy figure appear. It was a large man standing right in front of a heavy looking latched metal door. Straps were covering it large intimidating ones as Khemia nodded to the man an he stood aside an undid the latches covered in spell circles. The two recruits stepped in with the bodies right behind khemia as the man relatched the door and his form and the building disappeared.
They keep going down a long hallway as nothing but darkness would surround them. Khemia turned left then right then more turns and a slow descend into light. It was easy to get lost in here and he did his first couple of times but that was the whole point. THe recruits would look around with wide eyes as they stepped into the light. The floor of course was cement well half of it was. The other side was pink and plush and of course people were fucking sweat tears and cum were flying all on that side but more on that later. A small clear almost invisible wall would be keep up between the cement and the plush pink floors.
From their side, all they would see was a mural of people. One of beauty a trance like piece of artwork. It was made especially for Khemia with a bit of magic. Its specialty was to induce lust in one who stared at it for a extended amount of time. Behind the cement it was more like a lab. Doors and stairs ran all over the place as many of his men were either walking out of one with supplies or running into one. The recruits sat the body of the dead man on the counter. A frail looking man with a bandanna over his mouth would approach the body then look at Khemia.
"Why the neck?" He said in a high pitch voice filled with rasp that sounded like a rusty spoon on gravel.
Khemia shrugged as he turned away from the man who was left sighing and shaking his head. He went to work on the body as the recruits out follow Khemia to a door. But not just any door this door was crimson. He opened it up and the smell of sex and lavender would hit them in the nose as the recruits would turn their noses up.
"Goddamn it smell weird." The recruits said in unison which made him smile.
It felt like almost yesterday when he had first stepped foot in this room. The room was large and painted elegantly in all sorts of colors a strong lust was present. There were many shy girls in this rooms it resembled a large corridor with beds lined all up and down it.
"Sit her down here." Khemia said in a deep monotone voice which roused the nearby girls.
Almost each bed was filled their were about 12 each one about a king size. A rather buxom female would stalk down the path to Khemia smiling.
"Hi daddy" She said in a low tone aroused manner.
He nodded to the new girl who was out cold and she gave a wink and an okay sign. He headed back out the door. The recruits followed suit as they headed back into the lab like room of and straight down to another door. Crimson just like the last one but the shade was darker almost like it had been painted with real blood. He stepped out into a junkyard like room cars lined the way almost like an arena as he stepped out. He walked into the center of the outside like room his boots stomping in the dirt as a light flickered on him. Clearing his voice to speak as men wearing red would appear from the darkness sitting atop the cars. They cracked their fist as Khemia would ready himself to talk.
"These are the new ones, they say they want to be apart of us. One with us!! Show them how we get down!" He begin to backup as the men would leap from atop the cars and gather in a circle around the recruits. Of course they begin to swing and kick at them and before long were jumping them in. A tradition in that had been in the royal bloods for years. Khemia stepped in the center seeing the two downed recruits they were coughing and busted up. He raised his hand revealing two crimson bandannas as he dropped them on top of the two men.
"Welcome to the royal Bloods niggas, only way out now is in a box." Khemia stalked away as the recruits were helped up an patted on the back.
A loud "SuuuuuWooo" could be heard in a chant like manner. It seemed to go on forever it made Khemia smile. It made him happy but most of all it made him feel strong.
