I met a goddess outside my garden. She smiled at me, pulled me by my hair, and with a silken voice, whispered her name, 'Madness.'

Then she touched me, kissed me, and stroked me gently with her palms. I allowed myself to be embraced in her arms. She looked at me with burning eyes, and she asked me to become her sub.

How could I refuse such a behest from such an alluring mistress?

So I kneeled, kissed her feet, and gladly offered my restless mind and my trembling body for her to please and serve, to guess, and to obey all her requests.

Ahhh, such a good boy, such a good toy!

She praised me a little bit to further raise my already high spirits. Flames in her eyes burned through my skull. The heat of her lips made all my hair curl. Her bites felt like they were exploding from the inside. Her slaps felt like the touch of the divine.

My poor, misguided little boy, you will become my handsome sword. Together, we will burn the whole world. Together, we will plunge the universe into an abyss. Then I will grant you comfortable bliss.

A tear appeared on my flushed cheek. She wiped it for me, as she closed my eyes. I stood still for a while, but then I sensed a subtle change. She disappeared into thin air. I looked around, terrified. Was it just a dream? Was it for real? But then I saw the reflection of my burning eyes.

Oh, how I smiled...

© Shinku