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What Does The Future Hold Part 13: A Future Of Suffering
by Kristi (
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

"What...does the future hold..." The mysterious tarot card reader, Ariel,
says to herself out loud as she sits behind the small, circular table located
in the center of a dim-candle lit room in the ECW Arena. Ariel grits her
teeth together as she places her hands on top of the table, where numerous
tarot cards are laid out on "Only...I can see the future..." Ariel says with
a sly smirk on her wicked face. The mysterious ECW Vixen licks her teeth as
she slowly flips out one of her cards and glances down at the card as she
light from the candle casually flickers "What...does the future...hold?"
Ariel asks in an eerie, haunting voice "I see a future..." Ariel smirks
wickedly as her cold, dark eyes slowly narrow "A future...of Suffering..."
Ariel says as she raises the tarot card up and flicks her sinister, wet
tongue against the card before she tilts her head back and grits her teeth
"Mmm...a future...of Suffering..." Ariel repeats before the candles
surrounding the small room, slowly begin to flicker until the candles at
once black out, darkening the room of the mysterious tarot card reader, who
releases a wicked and sinister laugh.

* * *

In the catering area of the arena, ECW Original Stevie Richards, wearing his
yellow wrestling short and an ECW t-shirt is picking some food at random as
he piles stuff on to a plate. "Oh yea... this is some good eating!" Stevie
says as he finishes getting his food. As he starts to walk over a table the
lights suddenly go out, catching Stevie by surprise and he trips over his own
feet and falls face first down to the floor, "Whoa! OW!" Stevie yells as he
hits the ground, which results in his food scattering all over the floor of
the pitch-black room. Stevie sits up on the floor and looks around, "Oh
man... who like killed the light?" Stevie asks out loud even though he knows
no one is around.

"What...does the future...hold?" The mysterious Ariel says as her voice
echoes throughout the darkened catering room "What...does the future hold...
for you Stevie...Richards?" Ariel asks in soft, haunting voice as the ECW
Original feels a cold chill run up the back of his spine.

Stevie looks around frantically as he listens to Ariel's dark, eerie,
mysterious voice. "Oh man... oh man... what's going on?!" Stevie says as he
slides his hand through his long dark brown hair and pulls on it slightly as
Ariel's voice and question makes him extremely paranoid.

"What's wrong Stevie...are you afraid?" Ariel asks with a soft, wicked laugh
"There's nothing to be afraid of...Stevie...because the cards are in your
favor at the moment..." Ariel says in a soft, eerie voice.

Stevie bites his bottom lip as he continues to look around as he remains
seated on the floor, "This... this isn't funny!" Stevie says sounding
completely terrified, even more frightened than anyone Ariel has gone after
before. Ariel releases a wicked laugh before the lights in the catering room
slowly flicker on, however Ariel is nowhere in sight. Stevie's eyes are widen
as he slowly turns his head to look behind and spots the Vampiric vixen,
Ariel, sitting on top of the catering table with her soft, red lipsticked
lips pressed together, while dressed in a short green skirt and a black
halter top with black heeled boots and black gloved on her hands. Ariel licks
her teeth as she locks her eyes on Stevie Richards who remain sitting on the
floor, looking frightfully at the mysterious ECW Vixen. Stevie swallows hard
and his mouth hangs open as if he's looking at evil incarnated, "Oh... my...
oh... my..." Stevie says as he starts breathing hard as his eyes go so wide
as looks up at her.

Ariel grits her teeth together as she tilts her head back exposing the left
side of her neck that is covered with dried blood where her Vampire lover
Kevin Thorn had bitten her previously. Ariel raises her left hand up and
places her hands against the side of her left neck "Mmmm..." Ariel moans as
she closes her eyes as she places her right hand on top stomach that's
covered with her halter-top and begins to slide her hand down her body.

"What... what... do you... do you want..." Stevie asks as he voice trembles
so much that his voice cracks as he tries to compose himself, but he only
succeeds in making himself only more scared.

Ariel looks forward and narrows her eyes into a glare as she locks her eyes
on Stevie. Ariel grits her teeth and lifts herself off of the catering table
and begins to approach Stevie Richards "Are the cards in your favor,
Stevie..."Ariel asks with a wicked smirk as she walks towards Stevie,
towering over him as he remains sitting on the floor.

Stevie looks up at Ariel as she walks towards him, "What... what cards?"
Stevie asks as he thinks about moving back away from Ariel as she gets
closer, but he finds himself unable to move.

Ariel tosses her haunting black hair back as she slithers down to her knees,
getting on the floor with Stevie "None of your concern for now...just know...
they're in your favor..." Ariel says as she smirks wickedly as she leans
forward and places hands down on the floor. The mysterious vixen Ariel is on
all fours as Stevie sits in front of her, she leans her head forward and
takes hold of Stevie's yellow wrestling trunks, and with a tight grip Ariel
begins to pull down Stevie's wrestling trunks by the use of her sinister

"Oh... oh shit..." Stevie says in total shock as Ariel pulls down his
yellow wrestling trunks. As the mysterious Vampiric vixen lowers his trunks,
Stevie's surprisingly thick and twelve inch long cock pops free when Ariel
gets his trunks down far enough. "Man... this... is... totally freaky!"
Stevie says as he continues to breathe hard.

Ariel slowly lifts her head up and glares at Stevie Richards "
must obey must obey the future of my cards..." Ariel says as she
licks her teeth before smirking slyly. Ariel lowers her head and slides her
snake-like tongue out from her mouth and places it on the head of Stevie's
cock. The mysterious, Vampiric vixen begins to gently trace her slithering
tongue around the head of his cock, coating him with her warm saliva.

Stevie groans a bit as Ariel slides her tongue around the head of his cock in
a circle as his dick becomes harder and more rigid. "Oh shit... man... all
the weirdoes tell me what to do..." Stevie moans as he rakes his bottom teeth
against his top lip. Ariel closes her eyes as she slithers her tongue around
the head of Stevie's cock before she opens her mouth and lowers her head,
taking the whacko, Stevie Richards's cock into her warm and sinister mouth.
Ariel wraps her lips around his cock and begins to smoothly bob her head on
his cock, causing her soft, sinister lips to rub against the skin of his
shaft "Ahh... ahhh..." Stevie grits his teeth and leans back on the floor and
puts his hands behind him for support as the Vampiric Vixen sucks on his cock
with her lips moving tightly against his thick shaft.

Ariel bobs her head smoothly on his cock as she laps her sinister, slithering
tongue around his shaft as she starts to take more of Stevie's cock into her
wickedly evil mouth. Ariel lifts her grimacing eyes up and locks them with
Stevie as she sucks on his hard, thick cock. Stevie looks into Ariel's dark,
cold eyes as she bobs her head on his fat shaft and the color almost drains
completely from his face, "Oh my god... oh my god..." Stevie says over and
over against as Ariel works over his shaft, giving the ECW Original strong
sensations of pleasure while also terrifying him at the same time.

Ariel slowly lifts her head and licks her eyes as she keeps her eyes locked
on Stevie Richards, while his hard cock drips of her saliva "Remove your
shirt..." Ariel commands in a soft, haunting tone as she sits up on her knees
and begins to untie her black halter-top. Stevie swallows hard as Ariel's
command echoes in his ears slightly, before he starts to lift up his ECW
t-shirt. He lifts it over his head, revealing his smooth, slightly muscular
upper body.

Ariel presses her lips together and nods her head before she removes her
tight black leathered halter top to expose her large, rounded and firm tits.
Ariel grits her teeth together as she narrows her eyes on Stevie Richards
"Now lay down...your in my hands now."

Stevie Richards nods his head a bit, "O-okay..." Stevie says as he finds
himself drawn in by Ariel's mysterious, sexual aura that leaves him powerless
to disobey her. The former ECW Tag Team champion lays down on the floor of
the catering room and looks up Ariel.

Ariel smirks wickedly before she stands up and steps over Stevie's body as
she glares down at him "I control your future now..." Ariel softly as she
places her hands on her hips and begins to push down her short skirt,
traveling the skirt down her smooth, sinister legs until it reaches her feet
and she steps out of the skirt, standing completely naked. Ariel tilts her
head back and releases a sinister laugh before she suddenly drops her
sinisterly hot body down on Stevie's cock, ramming him deeply inside of her.

"AHHHHH GOD!" Stevie groans in pain as Ariel crashes down onto his thick,
extreme dick. The long-haired ECW Original sits up as a result, only to have
Ariel shove he back down, causing the back of his head to bang off the floor.
Stevie grits his teeth as his eyes star to tear up a bit.

Ariel licks her teeth as she looks down at Stevie and places her hands on
his smooth, muscular chest. "Oh...Stevie...I see a future...a future of
suffering!" Ariel groans as she begins to wickedly rock her sinister body
back and forth on his cock.

"Ahh... ohhh god... Jesus..." Stevie groans as tears run from his eyes as
Ariel sharply grinds her pussy on his thick cock, which makes Stevie thrust
his shaft up into her wicked cunt.

" like that Stevie? You like a future of suffering?" Ariel moans as
she grinds her body roughly against his cock as she quickly bounces and slams
her body down at a hard rate "Ohhhh....mmm...because I love it..." Ariel
groans as she licks her sinister teeth.

Stevie grits his teeth, "No... stop it.... get... get off!" Stevie cries out
as the stunningly hot and sinister vixen uses her body almost like a weapon
as she rides Stevie like a wild animal. Stevie continues to thrust his thick
cock up into Ariel's pussy, but it's completely out of reflex to what Ariel
is doing.

Ariel tilts her head back and arches her back as she angles her body,
slamming down harder and rougher on Stevie's cock. "Ohhhh Stevie...your
future isn't in your's in mine..." Ariel moans as she slides
her gloved hands against his smooth, muscular chest as she grinds her
pussy quicker and rough against his cock, violently jerking her body as
she pulls back on his cock with her pussy clenched tightly around the

Stevie arches his back as Ariel practically starts to bend his cock as she
bends backward and then forward as he dominates the easily manipulated
Extremists. "Ahhh... ohhh shit... ohhh god... this... isn't... happening..."
Stevie groans as he raises his hands slightly, but then he drops them to the
floor weakly.

Ariel licks her sinister teeth as she looks down at Stevie and laughs
sinisterly "I control everything now..." Ariel says with a smirk as she leans
her body down and slides her wet tongue against the right side of Stevie's
neck while continues to roughly and wildly ride his cock.

Stevie tightly closes his eyes as he starts to more willingly slam his cock
up into Ariel's hot tight pussy while Ariel guides her wet, sinister tongue
against the right side of he neck. The lankly ECW Extremist starts sweating
noticeably as he breathes hard and fast, "Ahhh... stop it... please..."
Stevie whimpers and moans. Ariel narrows her eyes into a wicked glare as she
gently presses her two small, sharp fangs against the skin of Stevie's neck
while she rocks and bounces dominatingly on his hard, thick cock. As Ariel
bites lightly into his neck, Stevie's body jerks wildly and he starts to cum
inside of her hot tight wicked pussy. "Ahhh... owww ahhh ahh ahhhh..."
Stevie clenches his teeth as he cums harder than he's ever has before and
his body becomes almost completely weaken from his release.

Ariel slowly lifts her head up and grits her teeth as she closes her eyes,
feeling the warm cum of Stevie Richards flood into her sinister, warm pussy
"Mmm...the cards always...are in my favor..." Ariel says softly as she lifts
herself from on top of Stevie and stands up. Ariel narrows her eyes as she
glares down at Stevie "Get up...your future depends on it..." Ariel says in
a soft, but haunting commanding tone. Stevie nods his head a bit and he
forces himself to sit up, and very slowly, the sweat covered, frighten, yet
obedient ECW Extremist gets up to his feet and stands before Ariel.

Ariel presses her lips together and smirks wickedly "I said...I see a future
of...suffering, didn't I?" Ariel asks as she locks her dark, cold eyes on
Stevie Richards.

Stevie nods his head slowly, "Yeah... yeah... you... you did..." Stevie says
as tenses his body up as he expects the worst to happen to him.

Ariel tilts her head back and laughs wickedly "So you shall...suffer!" Ariel
says with a groan before she raises her right leg up and delivers a swift,
powerful kick to Stevie's stomach.

"OW!" Stevie yells out as he doubles over following Ariel's sudden, stiff
kick right to his stomach. He clutches his stomach in pain as he's now in a
very vulnerable position with his eyes no longer on Ariel.

Ariel licks her sinister teeth as she steps forward to Stevie Richards "And
you must suffer...the fate for which ECW will soon suffer at the hands of
Kevin Thorn!" Ariel says hauntingly as she places her hands on the back of
Stevie's head and slams his head into one of the table in the catering room
as he was doubled-over from the kick.

"Ahh!" Stevie scream in pain shortly after his face is slammed into one of
the tables. His forehead scraps sharply against the edge of the table, and
he's busted open and starts to bleed as he slumps down to the floor following
Ariel's brief, but vicious assault.

Ariel presses her lips together as she folds her arms over her large, firm
chest "The future of ECW...will suffer at the hands of Kevin Thorn..." Ariel
tosses her haunting black hair back and smirks wickedly at the unconscious
body of Stevie Richards "Mmmm...the always in my favor..."


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