"Happy Birthday, ," shouted a room full of people as you walked through the front door. Today is your 18th birthday, and honestly, you're not too surprised to find your family and friends hosting your surprise party.
Smiling at the assorted well-wishers you glow with excitement as your mom presents you with a massive cake, "Thanks, everyone! Wow, it looks really good!"
So you enjoyed the cake, the various presents and the attention... and tried not to notice a sulking figure leaning in a corner, away from the festive spirit.
The figure, wrapped up in a dark attire of black clothes and hanging chains, is your cousin, Jessica. Months ago her boyfriend broke up with her to date you and she never forgave you for 'taking' him. Even more so, she resented that you became very close to him so quickly - apparently, he bragged to Jessica about how much better at kissing you are compared to her. You dumped him when you found out, but she became even more resentful of you than ever.
Finally the last present was set on your lap, and you were shocked to see it was from Jessica! You smiled hesitantly at her, and she nodded back, and you neatly unwrapped the plain red paper - inside sat a blood red box with a ring inside; a black band with a single dark blue stone.
"Thank you, Jessica," you say polietly, secretly disliking the ring. Wanting to try to mend your relationship with your cousin, you set the ring on her finger and enjoyed the rest of the party - you were quietly thrilled to see Jessica smile, seeing her present displayed on your hand.
Hours later you lay down to bed - clothed in only your favorite black panties, you tried to take off the ring only to find that it didn't want to leave your finger! After a few fruitless tugs you gave up, thinking it might just be too small, and resolved to take it off tomorrow.
Within moments you felt your eyes start to tired and as sleep began to claim you, you could almost swear that the ring's stone glowed slightly for a fraction of a second...
A cold wind blasts through your room and you wake up with a start - you look to the window; it was shut tight.
"What the hell...?"
Shivering, you stand up aiming to get the heavier blanket from your closet - but you couldn't move! Struggling, you didn't see a dark figure seem to grow out of the floor - she glared at you with eyes filled of the deepest black, her pale blue skin streched tightly across her toned body.
"Oh my god, who are you," you screech, staring at the figure, standing naked in front of you now. "What are you doing in my room?!"
"You, , are to be our playtoy," she answered, her lighly seductive voice weaving through your cold room. "I hope you'll like our presents for you... Happy birthday, my love..." |