Autumn Fruit
Akimi posed naked on the banqueting table. She thought of the money as caterers arranged copious amounts of fruit over and around her.
Halloween guests arrived, witches, vampires, ghouls–spectacular costumes. Akimi hid her embarrassment as the fruit was consumed, exposing her. A cardinal proffered a drink “against the chill.” The amber liquid burned in her veins.
He crushed grapes over her bare breast and roved his tongue around the nipple. Powerless, she could neither move nor cry out, even when he bit deeply and tore away a mouthful of her flesh. The feast began at midnight’s first chime.
Ooh! Nasty.
John
Comment by john ritchie — October 24, 2007 @ 6:32 am
This story was a winner of the 2007 MicroHorror story contest. Congratulations, Oonah!
Comment by Nathan — November 1, 2007 @ 12:00 am
Delicious.
James
Comment by James Lacey — November 4, 2007 @ 7:38 pm
Many congratulations on your success, Oona. Your story certainly bore fruit. :)
Yours unpleasantly
Sean
Comment by john ritchie — November 5, 2007 @ 5:04 am
Thank you James and thank you Sean. It really is an extremely unpleasant tale!! I’m very pleased with it.
By the bye, Akimi, the girls name means Autumn Fruit…
Just a bit of trivia :)
Comment by Oonah V Joslin — November 5, 2007 @ 10:03 am
Why don’t I get invited to these parties!?
Comment by Kevin Sweeney — November 5, 2007 @ 4:20 pm