Cirque Des Damnes

Inspired by Code Geass, Sweeney Todd, Phantom of the Opera and all things that are passionately scandalous. Carmen Ironheart has been through hell as she comes across Jonah Ringo and Trevor as she enters a world of madness and passion. Please enjoy! --KatDon

Carmen has long, glossy and wavy brown hair and brown eyes. Her age is seventeen since she is old enough to drive. She arrives at a place that she feels content to. Meanwhile; the plane is hovering in the air, a man looks out the window happily and content. He lets out a sigh of relief, "Ah, I'm going home--Where my family awaits. My trip was quite nice, but there's no place like home." Just then; he was startled by a voice: "Yes, no place like home isn't it. I cannot wait to arrive too." said a mature sounding teenager, it belong to 18 year old Jonah Ringo. "Sir?" The man asked in confusion. "Oh, sorry. I was just agreeing with you." Jonah replied politely. "You can't wait to return home too?" The man asked. There was an indifference to Jonah's face. "Yes, you have a good life. Things have been so kind to you but take my word for this; There's a lot of people out there that will spit on your face, treat you like filthy, and give you no mercy." His voice sound almost scary but the man seemed surprised.  "Has that ever happened to you, sir?" He inquired again. Jonah then begin to look sad, "Yes it has, to someone I once knew....when he remembered it makes him feel uneasy. Haunted by the ghosts." "Ghosts?" The man said.  "Of his past. There was once a magician and his lovely assistant who wed and had beautiful children. One of the children, the son, was a happy boy that loved his family so and was so pure yet sweet however all that change by a vulture of the law who killed the magician, in order to be with the magician's wife. The only witness who saw it was the boy, He knew what his uncle did and he went into a blind rage. His mind was so ill that his mother and uncle sent him away....Such horror that boy had seen, such bloodshed, his whole world crumbled....." Jonah stopped, he was trembling with anger. The man was shocked by this, "That's awful! What about the young lady? And the children, what-" Jonah shocked his head, "Oh, that must have been a long time ago. I doubt if anyone would remember that." He said. "I like to thank you for saving me, sir. If you didn't; I would've been arrested for sure." Jonah replied. "Will I see you again?" asked the man. "You might find me wandering the streets." said Jonah. He was walking away as the man waves while calling out, "Farewell my friend, until we meet again." Jonah turned and nodded at him. As he walked away; He is seen mumbling: "There is a hole in the world like a great black pit.... it's filled with people who are filled with shit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it...." That boy he talked about was his own past. He lived a happy life with his family: Jonah loved his mother, his sister, until his dirty minded, cruel judge father came along. Killed his father. One day, he was going to make his father pay for what he done! Realizing that he was hired to kill the master in his bedchamber as well; Trevor is outraged and decides to enter to challenge him, sure that no one, not even Jonah, can defeat him. When Trevor enters, the people of the city are amazed to see a man who is as splendid as Jonah himself. They crowd around him, hailing him as a knight. Trevor defiantly plants himself on the threshold of the assigned victim’s bedchamber and blocks Jonah when he tries to force his way in. Locked together in combat, the two men fought through the streets. The windows break and there was damage as they fight. Trevor, who is stronger, eventually got the upper hand on Jonah to the ground. Trevor stands over him with a smirk on his face. "Impressive. You win!" Jonah announced. Trevor was satisfied by this, "Yes. But I think you did good as well so don't think all is lost now." He complimented. So Jonah and Trevor became friends. In the meantime; Sinead is lying in her room as she looked at a magazine. She was in a white straitjacket with the restraints of straps, zippers, and a high collar capable of gagging the wearer is loosen and the long sleeves that flare outwards closer to the cuffs are also not tight and is loosen up. She wore no shoes as she begins to sing 'Frere Jacques' to herself: "Frère Jacques, frère Jacques, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines! Ding, daing, dong. Ding, daing, dong." She stops for a moment and sings it to herself in English, "Are you sleeping, are you sleeping, Brother John? Brother John? Morning bells are ringing! Morning bells are ringing! Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong." But she is called in because she has a show tonight. Sinead sighs, "Duty calls huh?" She puts down her magazine and leaves the room. At her concert; Jonah and Trevor are surprised to see so many crazy fans. "Have you seen fans this crazy?" called Trevor. "No, not since in my days at operas and classical concerts." Jonah hollered back. The opening music sounded so much like beat box yet ethereal sound. It went on for about several minutes. Jonah and Trevor wasn't so excited and crazy like the other fans in the crowd. Suddenly there is new music in the air. Someone is strutting down the steps, the crowd looks as they looked startled. Jonah and Trevor are disconcerted by this vision of the figure. It was Sinead, she wore silver spandex top with her midriff showing and a cleavage window, matching stockings and micro-skirt. She wears silver boots and hair extensions of electric green, neon blue, and luminous pink. Sinead was beautiful, mysterious, and talented she was. “Who is that?” Trevor murmured to his friend. Jonah shrugs feebly, completely dazed. Though she does have some fans, most people have no idea who this girl is or where she's from. Who is she? She smiles and waves at her fans, "Good evening my Bloody Crumpets, we have some new faces with a lot of familiar ones." She said with a wink, "Well. I'm not going to jabber all night long; please enjoy the service and the scenery...But most of all, enjoy the show!" She begins to sing her song. When she sing; Sinead has a more lyrical coloratura mezzo-soprano. She sang songs that were metal, rock, goth, doom and symphonic sounding. It sounds awesome! After several songs later; Sinead can see Jonah and Trevor in the crowd, she calls at them. “Hello boys, want to come up?” She said in a feline alluring tone. Jonah and Trevor glanced at each other with disapproval smirks before looking back at Sinead, Trevor smiled nicely to cover up his smugness. “Thank you but…I don’t dance.” He called. Sinead pretended to looked disappointed, she sneered at Jonah, “How about you?” He said. Jonah looked at her with disbelief, “What?” He gasped. Sinead took him by the arm, “Wonderful. Come on up.” She said. Jonah sighs, smirks at Trevor, and heads up to the stage. Jonah went up as he gets a chance to be next to Sinead, who begins to sing a slow song on her piano. Jonah seems to like her music, it sounded amazing. Just then, there was a sizzling sound was getting louder and then figure shapes were lurking in. These creatures were lunged and attacked the crowd, which panic ensued. One fan cried, “RUN!” Everyone ran away from the snakes as Jonah and Trevor looked ready to fight. Just then, one of the monsters attack Trevor, who wrestles with and Jonah tried to save him. “Can somebody explains to me what’s going on?” stipulated Trevor. During the chaos; Sinead sauntered over as she motioned the monsters to fall back, which they comply. Trevor stared at Sinead, who walked over to him and touch him as he fainted. Jonah is shocked, he looked up. "What did you do?" He commanded. "I just put him to sleep, he's resting and he will be sleeping to save his energy." explained Sinead. Sinead ambled towards Jonah looked at him, touching his arm. “Are you OK?” Sinead said with a soft, timid voice. Jonah is surprised that she wasn’t so dangerous. That tone of hers sounded harmless. It sounded so sweet! “Thank you.” He said in a reserved voice. Just then, Jonah felt a hot pain in her shoulder, a monster strikes him and Jonah faded as everything went black. Now, Jonah woke up as he felt dizzy and looked up to see Sinead, who is now wearing a sleeveless, high collar black uniform with a gold trim. There she has a long, adorned red sash worn around her waist. She wore black gloves with long white and gold high-heeled boots. Jonah can see underneath her outfit; Sinead wears a cropped sleeveless white turtle-neck and white boy shorts. 

But he saw that the TV is watching Sinead. When the ceiling fan is activated, everything else spins. In the kitchen scene, the walls are a forest. The oven is a freezer and the freezer is an oven. The windows are brick walls. Snow is coming out of the underside of the umbrella. Her bed is a pile of stones. Her tears float up and the bird is upside down. She smiled down at him, "Hi there--" She said, "--Snow White." Jonah sat up, he looked up. “What is this? Is this your room?” Jonah demanded. Sinead looked around, “Yes, they are. Guess we got off of the wrong foot didn’t we?” She remarked. Jonah narrowed his eyelids into slits. “I know you…Yes, you are Sinead, am I right?” He asked. Sinead smirks, “At your service.” She said with a suave genuflect. “I’ll bet I took good care of you, Jonah Ringo. Pardon my amusement, but how your mother’s family is burnt in that awful explosion?” said Sinead with a sadistic grin. Jonah look back, “Oh! You saw that?” He asked. Jonah remembered that he had killed his mother's family--The conceited, selfish family that treated his mother like a scapegoat and like she was nothing. Not even family. So Jonah avenges her and took down the bastards as well as the heifers in this horrible clan of the wealthy jerks. "So, you're Princess Charming." Jonah remarked. "Yes, so dear boy, did you want me?" purred Sinead. Jonah sighs, moving away. "Why did you save me? Revive me?" He asked. "I save you and Trevor...Or should I call him Sleeping Beauty?" Just then, Trevor woke up to meet his own comrade. His names are Blake Sixx. He works for an organization of anti-Semetic bastards, they have no in touch with society, and worse--they kill those with different piousness and different background. Trevor decides to work with them, but really; he's going to watch them succeed and he will kill them once they do something completely insane. In the meantime; Jonah listens to Sinead's story: Sinead came from a small town in Kvenland, around the time the world most likely felt off to her. Her hometown is kind of obscure. The smallest of the countries, it’s known for little, which includes being a former state, and being the first country to now use online voting. In this aspect, Kvenland is secret due to few people knowing where it is on the map, so Sinead can claim it’s this candy land, and know one can call her out on it. because it’s secret. It is a secret at its core for its gems, and it is Sinead’s fantasy land, her escape from her creepy little town. The funny things she are saying is the beginning of her music, inspired from her upbringing in this strange land. Jonah is researching on his next target--A triad boss. While he does his research; Sinead begins to undress in front of Jonah, who has his back turn, but when Sinead told him to look at her. Jonah turned but he freaked out and looked away when he saw Sinead in her lingerie. Sinead sauntered over and draped her arms around her neck. "Tell something, do you want to love me or the fame that I'm associated to?"  She asked. Jonah sighs, shaking his head. "I got a different question, do you want to be part of the plan or strut in that lingerie all the time?" He asked. Sinead looks at him, "What do you mean by that?" She asked. Jonah smirks as he glance over at her. At a club; Sinead’s had a little too much alcohol. As she’s drinking more and more, she’s remembering less and less, but it’s okay because it’s all fun. "If things aren’t exactly going great, just dance." She thought to herself. Having drunk so much alcohol, not only is Sinead unable to locate her drink, keys, or phone. Not a big deal, actually — she’s going to find herself someone else for tonight. But Sinead gets kidnapped by a group of supermodels who drug her and then sell her off. Sinead wakes up and is sitting on a white throne in a brightly-lit white room. Sinead is looking at herself in front of a mirror and lying in a bathtub. Just then, two women pull Sinead out of the bathtub, rip her clothes off and force her to drink a glass of vodka. Sinead is wearing a faux-polar bear hide jacket. She walks towards the man, who watches Sinead. Sinead has a look of indifference on her face and removes her jacket and sunglasses. Suddenly, the whole room spontaneously combusts with the man still sitting on it, and Sinead looks at the flaring flames in a sinister way. Jonah watches this as he snickers in delight, "All according to plan." He said to himself. Trevor was later at the crime scene as he couldn't believe that the main target of the organization would be burnt alive in such of a combustion. He believes Jonah had something to do with this. Back at the secret base, Sinead was lying in bed as she thought about her past life: Heidi's mother was very supportive and helped her do her hair. Her mother made her feel like a superstar by putting makeup on her. Little did she know that Sinead would become world-famous. "It's okay to be confident with yourself, The Lord made you a perfect for a reason. It does get better when you learn to love yourself." Her mother encouraged her young daughter. Sinead looked in the mirror as she struck a pose and hugged her mother happily. Meanwhile; Carmen spins around like a ballerina as she sings, “I have sailed the world, Beheld its wonders. From the Dardanelles, To the mountains of Peru, But there's no place like London! No, there's no place like London...You are young...Life has been kind to you...You will learn. There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it. And its morals aren't worth what a pig would spit, And it goes by the name of London...At the top of the hole sit a privileged few, Making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo. Turning beauty to filth and greed...I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders, For the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru, But there's no place like London! There was a barber and his wife, And she was beautiful...A foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason and his life...And she was beautiful, And she was virtuous. And he was naive. There was another man who saw, That she was beautiful...A pious vulture of the law, Who, with a gesture of his claw, Removed the barber from his plate! Then there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost--And oh, so beautiful! There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And it's filled with people who are filled with sh*t, And the vermin of the world inhabit it…” She stops and danced while crooning to another song, “There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful. A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life, And he was beautiful. Barker, his name was. Benjamin Barker. What was his crime? Foolishness. He had this wife, you see--Pretty little thing, Silly little nit, Had her chance for the moon on a string. Poor thing...Poor thing...There was this Judge, you see--Wanted her like mad, Every day he'd send her a flower. But did she come down from her tower? Sat up there and sobbed by the hour. Poor fool! Ah, but there was worse yet to come, poor thing! The Beadle calls on her, all polite--Poor thing, poor thing. The Judge, he tells her, is all contrite! He blames himself for her dreadful plight, She must come straight to his house tonight! Poor thing, poor thing! Of course, when she goes there, Poor thing, poor thing, They're havin' this ball all in masks! There's no one she knows there, Poor dear, poor thing! She wanders, tormented and drinks, Poor thing! 'The judge has repented', she thinks--Poor thing'--Oh, where is Judge Turpin?' she asks. He was there, alright, Only not so contrite! She wasn't no match for such craft, you see, And everyone thought it so droll.They figured she had to be daft, you see--So all of 'em stood there and laughed, you see! Poor soul! Poor thing! NOOOO! Would no one have mercy on her? So it is you. Benjamin Barker. No! Not Barker. That man is dead. It's Todd now - Sweeney Todd. And he will have his revenge.” She stops and begins to sing again to other songs: “Pretty women.....Fascinating...Sipping coffee....Dancing...Pretty women, are a wonder. Pretty women! Sitting in the window or standing on the stair. Something in them cheers the air, Pretty women. Silhouetted...Stay within you....Glancing...Stay forever...Breathing lightly...Pretty women...Pretty women! Blowing out their candles, Combing out their hair, Then they leave--Even when they leave you and vanish, they somehow can still can remain...Are there, they're there....” It ends with Carmen shedding a tear and stares at the caged birds as she sings again: “Green finch and linnet bird, Nightingale, blackbird...How is it you sing? How can you jubilate sitting in cages? Never taking wing? Outside the sky waits--Beckoning, beckoning just beyond the bars. How can you remain staring at the rain? Maddened by the stars? How is it you sing anything? How is it you sing? Nothing's gonna harm you, Not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, darling, not while I'm around. Demons are prowling everywhere....Nowadays. I'll send them howling, I don't care--I got ways. No one's gonna hurt you, No one's gonna dare. Others can desert you, not to worry, whistle, I'll be there. Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while...But in time....Nothing can harm you, Not while I'm around….Sanctus Espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! In my darkest hours I could not foresee, That the tide could turn so fast to this degree...Can't believe my eyes, How can you be so blind? Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside? Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned, So in the end now what have we gained? Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve, Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?”

Jonah saw there was a petite woman with wavy curls light blonde hair between chin and shoulder-length with no bangs and almost white pale skin. Her left eye is green while her right eye is blue. Her face has a series of cracks that run down the right side of her face and a little on the left side. She has long eyelashes and wears light eye-shadow, pink lipstick and the undamaged side of her face has pink blush. She wears a beige, stitched corset that has an opening in the middle, laced together with crossed strings with puffy burgundy tulle sleeves, a large cream colored ribbon around her neck, a puffy burgundy tutu, red tights under torn, black fishnets and brown high heels. She has brown fingerless gloves with cream-colored ruffled arm guards, a tattered bandage tied on her right arm and a burgundy hairpiece made of tulle. "Hello there, are you the specter?" Jonah asked in a mocking frightened tone. The petite girl smirked at him, "Hmph, that's what everyone in this town known me as anyway. My name is Carmen Ironheart." Jonah bowed before her, "I am Jonah Ringo, is all right if I come in? This is used to be my home." Carmen raised an eyebrow, "Really? Well, of course you may. Come right in." She motioned for him to enter. Jonah looked around to see items relating to magic tricks: Top hats, wands, and magic cards. "Are you a magician?" Jonah asked. "Yes, I just do ‘magic tricks’ for people as a different person." Carmen replied. "Interesting." said Jonah, still looking at the box of magic supplies. "It's been too long since I did  magic. My last show was a disaster thanks to a crazy, obsessive fan of mine tried to kill me." explained Carmen. Jonah laughed a little, "That must've sucked." He said. "It did." agreed Carmen, she too was chuckling. She hands him a drink, "Here, this will help. Please, sit." said Carmen. Jonah does but stops to look around to see how much the house changed. The walls were grayish black, had souvenirs of wands and books there as decorations. No pictures of his family or that hint of spring green walls that he remembered. "You know that room upstairs, it's been vacant now hasn't it?" Jonah said, sitting in the chair. "Up there? No, nobody goes up there." Carmen said lightly. "Why?" Jonah asked. Carmen was silent before speaking, "People say it's haunted by something more frightened." Jonah's head shot up, "Haunted?" He asked. Carmen nodded, "Yes, but they could be mistaken. They say eight years ago, something happened up there and it was awful....There was once a happy couple, a magician and his lovely assistant. Their children were a beautiful boy for a son and a beautiful girl for a daughter. The boy's name it was—Jonah." "What happened up there for the Valentines?" Jonah asked.  "It sounds shocking." Carmen warned with caution. "Tell me anyway." insisted Jonah. Carmen watched him as she told the story, Jonah wasn't paying attention to her gaze. He listen to her speak, "His mother, she lived an unhappy life with her husband. That man tried to keep her happy by giving her flowers but still, the mother would be withdrawn from him and mourn for her beloved." "Poor thing." Jonah said sadly. Carmen continued with a nod, "Yes, poor thing. But it was yet to come for her...the husband’s assistant came to her and said that the husband is devastation as he wants to hold a memorial tribute to her deceased sister tonight. And the mother accepts....Then that night came, the party was as expected  but the mother is told to sit and drink some liquids which were spiked with some drugs in it. She was fretting of where her husband might be. He was there all right, but the party turned out to be a joke." Carmen continued, "The poor woman was drugged and drained, her husband appeared before the mother and forced himself upon her. He ripped her clothes, tore at his own pants, and was insider her....The others didn't helped, they thought she was crazy so they all laughed at her. Poor thing, poor soul--" She was interrupted. "NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" Jonah screamed, he stood up and was shaken all over. Carmen stared at him calmly. "Nobody had mercy on her, those bastards!" whispered Jonah. "It is you! Jonah Valentine!" Carmen gasped, softly. Jonah was trembling, "Where is my mother?" He asked quietly. "She disappeared, nobody knows what happened to her...Since she was 'forcibly assaulted', she left and was never heard from again." Carmen replied. Jonah wept silently, "Mother, sweet mother...And my sister! Where is she?" Jonah demanded. "Your sister is fine, She's being locked in a tower by your father." said Carmen."It's been years, things have change here since I've been gone...The tragedy of father, mother, and dearest sister..." said Jonah. "You've changed a lot, Valentine." said Carmen. "NO!!! Not Valentine, he's not here at the moment--It's Jonah Ringo. And I will have my revenge." vowed Jonah. Carmen smiled at him, "I just knew you were a fascinating guy...Come on, let me show you something." She said. She and Jonah went upstairs to the old house which is something different. Jonah looked around the room as he sees some sort of jewel and picks it up. 

Just then; Jonah can see that her father is coming up the stairs and tells Carmen to get out. He prepares himself before he heard a knock and goes to answer it. "Mr. Ringo." said the man of the hour. Jonah bows before him out of respect, "Good to see you, sir." He greeted. The man held up his hand, Jonah nodded. “And pray tell do you want to talk about, sir? Sit down, please." Jonah said politely. "You see, sir, a man infatuated with love. I like to talk about love." The judge said. Jonah nodded, "The closest I ever gave..." He murmured and starts whistling to the old tune of "Pretty Women". “You’re in a merry mood today, Manfred.” The judge noted. "Why, it's your delight, sir, catching fire from one man to the next." Jonah said as he poured wine for his quest. The judge nodded, "It is true, sir, love can still inspire. The blood to pound, the heart leap higher. What more can man require than love." He said. "More than love, such as women." Jonah countered playfully. The judge looked dreamily, "Ah, yes--women." He sighed. "Pretty women?" Jonah asked slyly. The judge smiled with delight. "Yes, pretty women." While pouring the red wine from the counter; He slipped something when the judge wasn't looking. A drug that will make him drowsy. It's perfect for the kill. Jonah brought the drinks over. "Now then, my friend....Now to this conversation." Jonah said. He gave the drugged drink to the judge and gave himself a non drugged drink. "Have patience, enjoy it. Revenge can’t be taken in haste..." He trailed off, thinking about what would the judge look like all splattered in blood. But his reverie was snapped when someone got his attention back to reality. "Ahem! Make haste, or you’ll be commended, sir." warned the judge. Jonah realize what he was going to do. "Yes, My lord. By the way, who may it be said is your intended, sir?" He asked. The judge was once again looking lovestruck. "My ward. She is a beauty, really. Pretty as a rosebud.” He mumbled. Jonah smirked, “Hmph, Pretty as her mother?” He whispered. The judge looked up and asked. “What? What was that?” “Nothing, sir. Nothing. Let us proceed." During the drinks; The judge felt drowsy, the drug was working. The judge kept talking as Jonah agreed, about to use his powers but stopped when the man interrupted with good news that seem to kill the moment! "Mr. Ringo, they young lady has agreed to come away with me tonight—The Judge!?" He cried. "You! I should've known! My daughter deceived me, how could she? It's all because of you! Of all people, you have to show your face around here!" The judge shouted, the man looked terrified and then the judge turned back to Jonah and said, "Oh, Jonah? This was a waste of time! You and your pretty women should go to HELL!!!!" And he left. Jonah felt so angry as he was ready to explode. "Sir, please get out." Jonah said calmly. "But sir--I--" The man started to explain. "OUT! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!" Jonah shouted, the man was so scared that he fled and went down the stairs. A few moments later; Sinead appeared. "What in the name of Isis--What is going on?" Sinead demanded. "Are you all right? We saw the guy come in after he asked about you." Sinead asked. "I had him! Almost did! His throat was there beneath my hand!" Jonah cried. "Calm down, Johnny my boy." Sinead said soothingly. "NO! I had him!!!! He was right there and he'll never return again!" Jonah cried. "Easy, take it easy. Shh, I always keep telling you these things take time and not to..." Sinead starts to sing song calmly. Jonah turned to Sinead and pointed at her, "You!" He exclaimed. "...rush." Sinead muttered. "You! You told me to wait! And he'll never come back!" Jonah cried. He noticed how scared they look and came to his senses, he turns to the window and slowly paced. "There's a hole in the world like a great black abyss. It's filled with people who are filled with filth, And the vermin of the world inhabit it......But not for long. You see, They all deserve to die. I'll tell you why, Sinead. Because in all of the whole human race, there are two kinds of men and only two: There's the one staying put in his proper position while the one with his foot in the other one's face. Look at me, look at you! No, we all deserve to die! Even you, Sinead, Even I. Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief, for the rest of us death will be a relief! We all deserve to die......" He cried. Then his smile faded. "And I'll never see my dear sister, no I'll never, hug my sweetest sister again! I'll be finished!" He said sadly. Then, hallucinated and babbled, "Hey, hey, you sir! Come and visit your good friend, Jonah! You sir, WELCOME TO THE GRAVE!!!!!!!!......I will have vengeance, salvation! Not one, not ten, nor a hundred will assuage me! I'll take out his f-ing empire if I have to!" Sinead ranted. Then he stopped and he said sadly, "And my dear mother, must be lying in ashes...And I'll never! See my sweet sister again! But the work waits! I'm alive at last and I'm full of bliss! BLISS AND HEAVEN!!!!" Jonah was creepy on his knees as Sinead looked at him strangely. ".......Oh-Kay, I think that's enough ranting. But we still have a problem." Sinead finally said. "What's that?" Jonah asked. "What are we going to do about him?" Sinead asked, gesturing towards the man that left early. After the judge learned that his daughter was trying to flee; he attempt to court her but his daughter rebukes him and she was sent away but the man managed to see all of what the judge did and found the girl's whereabouts, rescuing her and hiding her away. Later, the judge’s niece name Admete was seen gasping in horror, she went back home where her father was and she shouted, "Oh forgive me for this!" Her uncle was shocked to see her daughter in this state. "What is it?" He asked. "I saw a boy today! He--" Admete spluttered. "Did he hurt you?"  Her father asked. Admete took a deep breath and said, "No, he looked pale and I was scared. I was sewing at my workshop when the mysterious Jonah, filthy and his clothing astray, was pale as his shirt, his knees were knocking each other, and he looked so bad that he couldn’t talk to me. But then, He grabbed me by the wrist and started touching my face as if he was observing it for a painting. Then he bobbed his head up and down like a crazy person would do. He finally let me go and walked out the door with his face facing me; his eyes fixed upon my face."  The judge and his brother begin to smile, "Well, well! He must like you. I underestimated those horrible men, perhaps they're some that are good. What's that?" There was a letter sticking out. "May I read this letter?" Her dad asked. Admete nodded. "Y-Yes." She stammered. Her father opened the letter and reads it, "'You may wonder if the stars are fire, You may wonder if the sun moves across the sky. You may wonder if the truth is a liar, But never wonder if I love. O dear Admete, I am ill at these numbers; I have to reckon my groans: but that I love you best, O most best, believe it. Adieu. Therefore continually most dear lady.'" Once he finished the letter; he was amazed. "I like to meet this boy myself, he seems OK to me." said Admete’s father. "What? He's gotta be using her!" Trevor was standing in huge doorway, shocked by what he just heard. "Now, Trevor. Don't be so uptight, not all men like us are dirty, greedy pigs." He left and suddenly ran into Jonah, who took notice of him. 

"You're not a filthy man full of greed are you?" Jonah asked. "No, no! Course not!" Admete’s father laughed nervously. Jonah eyed him suspiciously. "You seem like one, are you trying to make me look stupid in front of your daughter? Just because of your skepticism?" He questioned again. "I would--" Admete’s father starts to explain but Jonah cut him off. "Or maybe you just want to keep that fair maiden far away from me to touch her?" said Jonah. Admete’s father sighed. "Her mother was killed by horrible men, she's all I got!" Jonah understood this. "I see. I would never defile a woman such as your daughter. She's as innocent as her mother was....I would kill anyone that would defile her beauty." He said. "And what would she get out of you?" Admete’s father inquired. Jonah smiled slyly, he turned around, leaned over and whispered: "Blood." This surprised Admete’s father, "O-All right then. I trust you, Sir. Thank you." He said, hurrying away. Jonah snickered. "Sucker." He thought. The next day; Jonah woke up, stretching, as he looked at the maid who was Sinead. Sinead carried a folded pair of clothes and placed them on the foot of the bed. "I have your clothes here, breakfast is being prepared downstairs." said the maid. Jonah looked at her and threw a vase but the vase stops in midair. "Nice, Mr. Ringo." complimented the maid. She turns around, revealing to be Sinead in makeup. "But...let's save the mind games for later, all right?" Jonah looked at her and then nodded, saying: "Fine by me." Then, Sinead sauntered away. In the meantime, Trevor was looking for Jonah but he is shocked to see Sinead and recognized her. "So you remember me." said Sinead. That wasn't a question. Trevor was flushing, she looked prettier than that time at the concert. Sinead looked at him funny, "Say something, Trevor. Or, if you can’t say anything, stop his mouth with a kiss and don’t let him speak, either." She remarked. Trevor looked at her confused, Sinead leaned over and said, "Go on--kiss me, and then I will fetch him." Trevor looked shock at her and then replied, "What, here? At Jonah's appearance?" "Why not? Are you ashamed of me?" "Never! But I’m ashamed to kiss...." admitted Trevor. Just then, Sinead pulled him in and kissed him in a lip lock. Jonah called out, "Sinead, where are--" But he stopped when he saw Trevor kissing Sinead. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Trevor pushed away; Sinead licked her lips and smiled. Jonah glared at Trevor, "What the hell?" He demanded. "Hey, I wasn't--It's not what you think!" protested Trevor. Jonah shakes his head and left the room. Trevor was really angry and he left too. Later; Jonah was seen alone as he was lost in his own thoughts. "To be or not to be dead....That is the question. Is it better to bear the painful burden of life, or to refuse the burden by killing yourself? Life is so full of pain, why do we continue to live when we could just kill ourselves and end the pain? The only thing stopping us is our fear of the unknown, so we choose life over the risk of possible damnation. The reason we are afraid is because we think too much and as a result we fail to act. I know the reason I have yet to take revenge on the judge is because I think instead of acts when I have the opportunity." Out from his window; he can see a beautiful woman passing by and goes down the stairs to see who it was! There, was the fair and virtuous Admete! How wonderful she looked but Jonah must focus now on his objection: The judge! 

"Admete?" Jonah called out, recognizing her. Admete begin to tremble as she turned around, "Oh! Jonah, I come before you...I mean, receive your letter and I accept you. I really do like you." She admitted shyly. "Huh?" Jonah asked, confused totally. "Well, I--Ugh! I can't take it anymore!" Admete exclaimed and she begin to brightly danced with joy practically. "Ooh, Jonah! I'm so happy! I could eat you up, I really could! You know what I'd like to do, Jonah? What I dream, if the business stays as good? Where I'd really like to go, in a year? Don't you want to know?" She ranted happily. "Yes, yes, of course." Jonah said, watching her blankly. "Do you really want to know?" Admete asked with puppy eyes. "Yes, I do, I do." Jonah said, nodding. Admete took a deep breath and kept talking away, "OK..I've always had this dream... Ever since I was a little girl and my rich aunt used to take me down to the seaside. The pier...Makin' little castles in the sand... Ooh, I can still feel me toes wigglin' around in the sea water!" She giggled. Jonah smiled slightly. "Sounds wonderful." He said. "Ooh, I know you'd love it! You and me, Jonah, we could be alone in a house! Down by the sea! Wouldn't that be fun? With the sea at our gate, fishes splashing! By the sea! Wouldn't that be great? By the beautiful sea! It'll be so quiet, we shouldn't try. Though, 'til it's legal for two! Have a nice sunny suite for the guest to rest in! To the seaside, By the beautiful sea!" Admete said with joy. Suddenly, Jonah burst out laughing. "Are you trying to fool me?" He finally said. Admete's smile faded. "W-wha--I'm sorry?" Carmen couldn't believe this, Jonah was being cruel to Admete. "Are you honest?" Jonah asked, amused with himself at her reactions. "What do you mean?" Admete asked. "How can you still be virtuous when you are so beautiful?" Jonah asked. "What does beauty have to do with virtuousness?" Admete questioned. "Beautiful people will eventually give in. I did love you once." Jonah said. Admete bowed her head, "I believe you did." She admitted with a sad smile on her face. "You shouldn’t have believed me." rebuked Jonah. "I was deceived." Admete shrugged. Jonah made a tsked sound, "Go to a nunnery. Why would you be a breeder of sinners? I am honest, but I have done bad things. I am proud, revengeful and ambitious. We are all arrant knaves, do not believe any of us. Go to a nunnery...." He leans in and kissed her but pulls away to ask, "Where is your father?" "At home, Jonah." Admete replied. "If you’re going to play the fool, do it in your own house." Jonah said, he started to walk away but Admete seized him by his arm in despair. "Help him, dear lord!" "If you get married, I will give you the plague as your wedding gift. Marry a fool when you are ready to. Wise men would see right through you. Go to a nunnery quickly. Farewell." He started to leave until Admete grabbed him again more fierce. "O heavenly powers, restore him!" Admete cried but she accidentally slapped him. Shocked; Jonah yells at her, "Those who wear too much make-up are not as they seem. You joke, you don’t make sense, and you baby-talk. You nickname God’s creatures, and you make your lacking your ignorance. I will speak no more. No one from this point on will marry; if they are already married, they shall live that way. Go to a nunnery, go!" And he left. Admete was so shocked that she cried hysterically, Trevor hears her and rushes over to her. She was sobbing over Jonah and that set off Trevor completely. "Did he hurt you? I'll kill him if he did!" Trevor said with determination. "He--I don't understand! He gave me his love and now he's....Rejecting me....." Admete blubbered. Trevor was so mad that he could spit. "That bastard!" He cried. In her distress; Admete was weeping and babbling lyrically to songs in a creepy tone: "Come what may....come what may....I will--Remember me, think about me, deceive me, oppress me, believe in me, love me!" But she was sitting on a branch of a willow tree when it broke and fell into the water where she almost drowned. Trevor discovered this while taking a walk and came to her rescue. "Admete! Oh god! Admete!" Trevor cried. On the news; it says that a young woman is being cared for in a mental rehabilitation center until she recovers. Sinead were watching this when Jonah enters, removing his disguise and seeing the news. "Who's the lunatic getting locked up?" Jonah asked. The reporter mentions that the young lady is Admete. When Jonah saw this, he was filled with dread! "Admete! No! What have I done?" He said. He fell to the ground, sobbing. He sobbed with grief, guilt filled his soul and heart. He didn't mean to do such things. How could he let himself do this to her? He was a monster, just like his father. Jonah invited the judge once again and managed to confront him, revealing himself and kills him but noticed there was a woman dead on the ground. Jonah gasped, he kneeled down at the woman who was his mother and begins to weep. His father kept the corpse of his mother as he had wanted to ravished her! "Mother, I've come home again...Mother....Oh, my God, What have I done?! Mother, you will be always a beautiful mother, so virtuous, and I'll be the foolish son." But Trevor entered and looked horrified. "No! NO! It's you!!!!" He yelled. Jonah looked up, "Trevor!" "You? You! Are the one WHO DID THIS TO ADMETE?! How--" Trevor stammered. "Trevor, please!" Jonah, but Jonah stopped him, "No! Don't! This is for my mother and my sister!" He held up a pistol and charge at him. "Trevor!" Jonah cried. "JONAH!" screamed Trevor. "NO!" Sinead and Carmen cried. There was a fatal gunshot! One week later…There was a door that opened and feet walked in. "You're late!" The instructor shouted. Jonah was respectfully, "My apologies, sir. I have no excuse for being tardy." He replied. The instructor then turns to the others, "Everyone; please meet our fresh meat—Jonah Ringo." He announced. Trevor stopped dead in his tracks, "What? Jonah?" He thought. He couldn't believe it, Jonah is here? "Please, make them feel welcome." said the instructor. Then he ordered the others to resume with the training. Later, Trevor was in the men's room by the sink. His hands washed his face as he took deep breaths. "This isn't happening....This isn't happening....Impossible!" He chanted to himself. There was a toilet flush, shifting sounds, and one of the stall doors opening. Jonah walks out but stops to glare at Trevor. "Trevor." said Jonah. Trevor glares back, "Jonah." Trevor countered. There was a lot of competition with these guys. Jonah struggled in the training, Trevor smirks at him. "What's the matter, Old friend? Not so tough isn't it?" Trevor taunted. But Jonah pushed on, he managed to get stronger. Trevor was angry that Jonah went up higher in the ranks by all he was trained for. Later; Trevor is stressed over Jonah trying to take the top. Just then, he heard someone coming in and their shoes squeaked so loud that it hurt Trevor's ears slightly. "Hello, anyone there?" Trevor called to the dark silhouetted figure. "You OK?" said the figure, Trevor was annoyed. He knew that voice, "You...What are you doing here?" He demanded. Jonah stepped out of the shadows, "You look like you need a shoulder to cry on." He remarked. "I don't need your diseased shoulder to shed my problems on." Trevor snapped. Jonah rolled his eyes, "Look, you don't like me and I don't like you. Let's try to get along better." He said. Trevor looked at him, he sighed. "Fine. Whatever." agreed Trevor. Jonah nodded, "All right then." He replied. Then he pulled out something out of his pocket and tossed him a can of soda. Trevor caught it with ease, snapped it opened and drinks it in one gulp. "So, you having a hard time?" Jonah asked. Trevor looked angry, "Why do you care?" He demanded. Jonah looked guilty, "I'm sorry for what I've done. I mean, Admete. But I think she's pretty. She's kind--" He said. "--She's talented." finished Trevor. "Yeah, but she's not too nice if you push the wrong buttons." explained Jonah. Trevor scowled at him, "Like you'd know her." He muttered. Jonah looked at him surprise. "Huh. Does somebody have a crush on her?" He teased. Trevor blushed, "Shut up." He whispered. Jonah laughed, "It's all right, I won't tell." He said. But Trevor got up, "I'm leaving." He said, storming off. "Hey, can't you take a joke?" called Jonah, apologetically. Back at the base, Jonah was trying to cool down when he is hit in the head but he barely look up. Sinead was in a very long, rigid, and restricting corset, a long flowing skirt and bare feet. "So, what you think of before?" Sinead asked. Jonah didn't look up, "He's pissed of me and it's your fault." He said. "What? It's not my fault for being a floozy slut, you know." remarked Sinead. Jonah sighed so Sinead went over and inclined herself next to him. She held a picture of Carmen wore corset and skirt of pink crepe covered in rose applique lined in cotton, trimmed with approximately 2 yards of pink pearls, ribbon and crystal embellishments. Underlying skirt is a hooped crinoline petticoat. 

Carmen later encountered with Jonah, where Jonah inclined his head and lip-locks with Carmen’s wobbling mouth. Jonah tug her lip with his teeth and mouth gently. He was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, he slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. He repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. Jonah hesitates momentarily to allow the other person to repeat the motions while softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, he sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly sucks and releases the tongue. Carmen passed out and found herself in front of Trevor who was grinding his body against Carmen’s body as he gyrated and his pleasurable moaning was whimpered. He rumpled softly his lips closed and swiftly covers her face, seize the lips of the lover between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. His lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. He exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. His body pressed the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. He places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousle the hair with his fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. Moments later; Carmen was shaken with ecstasy and slowly smiling to herself. Later there was filmed found footage of Carmen who is in a green kimono with cherry blossoms on it and her hair in an up-do. She begins to sing: “The world seems not the same, though I know nothing has changed. It's all my state of mind, I can't leave it all behind. I have stand up to be stronger.....I have to try, to break free from the thoughts in my mind. Use the time that I have, I can't say goodbye, have to make it right....Have to fight, cause I know in the end it's worthwhile, that the pain that I feel slowly fades away. It will be alright....Sparkling angel, I believed, You were my savior--In my time of need. Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear...All the whispers...The warnings so clear...I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door. There's no escape now, No mercy no more. No remorse 'cause I still remember...The smile when you tore me apart....You took my heart, Deceived me right from the start. You showed me dreams, I wished they would turn into real. You broke the promise, And made me realize...It was all just a lie....Could have been forever, Now we have reached the end...This world may have failed you, It doesn't give you reason why. You could have chosen, A different path of life...Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign. Instead there is only silence, Can't you hear my screams? Never stop hoping, Need to know where you are. But one thing is for sure, You're always in my heart. I'll find you somewhere, I'll keep on trying until my dying day. I just need to know whatever has happened, The truth will free my soul....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is, A burning, consuming fire...No, You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars--Hear the whispers in the dark...No! You'll never be alone.  When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark...” She paused and whispered, “Carmen is a bitch and then you die!” She screamed loudly as Jonah jumped back. Carmen giggled and walked away. Later; Carmen is wore a beautiful black satin corset with pleated edging around collar and bust. The corset is made with steel boning, 4 layers of strong fabrics, metal grommets and satin lacing, and removable front modest panel. The black organza high low ruffle skirt has short inner lining and elastic waistband. The second pictures shows of Carmen in a tie on side bustles in matching black satin. Her outfit consists of a bustier with golden sequins, a red corset, a ruffled black leather vest, long red and black striped gloves, and black cage skirt. The third picture where Carmen wore a teal floral dress and a dark blue cardigan. And fourth, Carmen wore a gray trench coat, a short-sleeved black, sequined mini dress, black sunglasses, gloves, leggings, blonde wig and a black flower hat with tulle hairpiece. There is another picture of Carmen who is now has long, wavy, side-swept brown hair and wore a beautiful corset was taken from an original 19th century design. It is made from a heavy ivory satin. All the seams are boned with steel rods. The front fastens with a steel busk fastener and the back laces up with strong corset tape through metal eyelets. The top edge of the corset is trimmed with a very pretty deep lace. This is an extremely rigid corset, the satin is backed with a heavy cotton canvas and the waist reinforced with strong tapes. There is a wide modesty panel underneath the back eyelets, so the corset can be laced open. She wore shorts that were striped woven jacquard fabric and contrast matt black fabric waistband. The waistband has an elegantly curved U shape at the front and the skirt is ruched with black ribbons and finished with a pleat and braided tape at the hem. A couple of years later, Carmen were spellbound by the city she was in. In the chaos; Jonah was falling and Carmen went after him! Carmen stopped Jonah as she said, “You can’t! You’ll die; you have to leave for now! I know how you feel but don’t worry, I will help you but please Jonah…Please be calm.” And comforts him. During the trash picking; Carmen pulled out a handkerchief, waving it around dramatically. “Oh, I’m a fair maiden. Sure, I’m a princess, locked away in a tower. Help me, O help me my brave and handsome knight…” She said in a mock tone but the handkerchief swooped from her hand. Carmen gasped, “DAMMIT!!!” She said as she went after the handkerchief while grunting and cursing. Just then, someone seized it and Carmen stops in her tracks. She stood up to see a handsome, kind young man that looked weary. “Yours, I believe.” He said. Carmen gasps softly. She blushed and realizes who it was--Trevor. But Trevor doesn’t recognize her! That’s when there was a lot of chaos going on and then Jonah discovers something, “I see you’ve returned, Jonah darling. I hope you don’t mind me saying this; I want your ‘love’ and your revenge. You interest me, I’ll be watching over you. Sincerely Carmen Ironheart.” Jonah glanced over at Carmen with a suspicious look. Within the crowd; she wore a uniform and an armband. Her hair is now slightly longer, wavy and had no bangs. She later wore a short strapless dress with a wrap skirt, long white fingerless gloves and a white headpiece with white feathers. She also wore a dark green cloak and her hair piled on top of her head. In the meantime; she was dressed in a long, white, vintage nightgown with cap sleeves, light pink-colored seams in the chest that have flower patterns on them, a hot pink bow about 6 inches tall at the center back and what appears to be black socks. She also holds an old lantern in her hand. The next day; Carmen wears a beige leotard under a burgundy ruffled fabric that covers her chest and backside, leaving her midriff exposed with several strings hanging from it and a burgundy feathered headpiece. She wore around her necklace of a silver plated chain and hardware, glitter standard role playing dice. Jonah and Trevor saw her as they try to run however Carmen follows behind! 

Smiling slowly, Carmen squealed as she struck Jonah with the needle, Jonah felt the effects as he collapsed. A few moments later after staring at his unconscious body; Carmen caressed his gentle face as well as his body of his shoulders and chest—even the area of his hips. Jonah’s eyes fluttered open and gasped to see Carmen over him. Jonah utters shaky breaths as he tried to move but Carmen stops him. “You can’t. The effects of the tranquilizer won’t your limbs move for another few hours but you’ll get to move again soon.” She explained with a dark look in her eyes. Jonah snivels softly while Carmen strokes his hair as she whispered to him: “So sweet…You are so cute and sweet…So good….Why can’t anyone be like…you?” Carmen inclined her head and lip-locks with Jonah’s wobbling mouth. She felt dominating but Jonah felt so tortured yet small while Carmen tug his lip with her teeth and mouth gently. Carmen was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. She repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. She hesitates momentarily to allow Jonah to repeat the motions or use their own preferred movements, noticing the speed and intensity. She softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, she sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly suck and release the tongue. Then, she pulled away with saliva trickling from Jonah’s mouth and Carmen moved onto Trevor. Trevor panics as he tries to get away but he takes his dagger and pierced into Carmen’s shoulder blade. Carmen moaned and then she did the same thing. Trevor groaned in agony, he loosened his panic state as Carmen planted her lips against his mouth. Carmen grinded her body against Trevor’s body as she gyrated and blood spurts from Lennox’s shoulder and Carmen’s pleasurable moaning was muffled. Carmen rumpled softly her lips closed and swiftly covers his face, seize the lips of his between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. Her lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. She exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. Her body press the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. She places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousle the hair with her fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. While kissing; Carmen moved Trevor's hands can also move to massage, squeeze and caress the breasts, just under the breast bone, abdomen, thighs and pulling her body in closer to achieve a more intimate contact. Pulling the hair at the roots to gently tilt the head back can also be an erotic way to increase pleasure. Her breathing is synchronizing as she inhales and exhales with approximately the same depth, adjusting the breathing as the kissing intensifies to shorter more rapid breaths. When it was all over; Trevor and Jonah found out that it was Carmen, who invited them separately at different times so they went. 

Later; Carmen greeted Jonah and stared in his eyes. “You look beautiful, Carmen.” Jonah said, touching her cheek. Carmen blushed, “Not as beautiful as you.” She flirted. “I’m flattered.” Jonah said with a chuckle. In the meantime; Carmen pokes his cheeks softly. “You wanna play?” She said in a sultry voice. Jonah looked at her funny, “What?” He said. Just then, Carmen gently pushes him onto his back and she'd grab onto his skin while massaging it. Jonah moans out inaudibly and arches his back. “Oh~!” He whispered. She'd keep squeezing his flesh more nodding at him. Jonah continues moaning and starts grinding his hips. “Ah~!” He breathed. Carmen lifts his shirt over and kissing his pale skin softly. She roughly massages the sides of his body between each lick and grabs onto the base of his abs squeezing him as she sucks on him harder. Jonah moans out loudly and arches his back again while Carmen moans too. She gently grabs onto his leg lifting it while kissing at him and she bites into his thigh sucking hard, on it. “So frail you are.......mmmmmm…” Carmen said. Jonah gasps and moans again, “F-frail?” He asked. “Mmmmm....yes frail.....We'll have to do something about that, won't we?” Carmen said with a smile on her face. Carmen then said, "Maybe like this." She leans over and bites him. Carmen shivers with pleasure, she moans louder and holds onto him tightly. Jonah moans out loudly, body quivering a bit, “Ahhh~” He gasped. Jonah moans loudly, her body quivering as she caved in, spraying blood all over her hand. “Ahhh~” Carmen moaned. Afterwards; Trevor approached Carmen, “Carmen…” Trevor gasped. Carmen turned around and grinned, “Trevor, you came.” She said. Then; Carmen smirks when she strips his clothes a little and gets closer to him, then she places one of her fingers over his exposed skin and rubs them. “Such a naughty boy... I like it.” She moves her finger between his cut above the crotch area as she moves her head closer to the scar. “So horny... it seems you can’t wait, do you?” She puts the tip of her tongue between his bleeding skin and licks them and rubs is. “Mmmmmm…” Carmen moves her tongue in circles as she introduces her tongue deeper inside him. “Oh~ so delicious... there is nothing better than a juicy wound from a filthy boy.” She said. Trevor writhes with pleasure and rolls his eyes back. “Mmmmm~ I might do it... I love this tasty, juicy, wet warm wound. I may get addicted to it.” She starts to lick his cut and uses one finger to stimulate his wet and bleeding wound as she enjoys the feeling of it on her. “Naughty boys like you need to be punished here……Such a boy toy you are... but guess what? I love it.” Carmen said. Trevor could feel this was wrong but he didn’t care. The next day; Carmen smiles as she was thinking about the times she pleasured those two boys and it makes her go crazy! She would love to see them again, soon.