Dark Valentine

 

Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who was searching for the  key to her kingdom. She searched high and low, because she didn't really know what she was looking for.

One day she found a clue that pointed her towards a dark dungeon. At first she turned away and continued her search somewhere else. That couldn't be the key. Not really. It was too nasty and embarrassing.

So she looked and looked and looked some more. She couldn't find it anywhere else.

Finally she turned to look at the dungeon. Could the keys be there? Maybe.

She looked around to see if anyone was looking at her. No one was. So she snuck into the back, very very quietly. And then, nervous, she ran out again.

The next day she snuck back in again and stayed a little longer before running away again. And every day she repeated this, because she began to realize that the keys to the kingdom were probably in a dungeon just like this one.

She could see princes and princesses, lords and some ladies and some sorcerers in the dungeon, mostly off in the distance. There was treasure there and lots of peasants. And there were so many things to look at. She grew at ease with her surroundings but never forgot her search.

One day a handsome Lord approached her. And she knew instantly that he was magical. He asked her many questions and encouraged her to ask questions. And he had magical implements of pain and submission and pleasure on his belt. He was dark and mysterious and wonderful.

She was seduced and ran away with him, and lived happily in his castle, mostly in the dungeons. She put aside her original mission because she was happy in the castle.

Many years later she was reminded of her search for the keys to the kingdom and realized that the keys on his belt were those she had looked for all along.

Happy Valentine's Day to the Lord who makes dark magic to me most of my days!

Yours