By Sir Kyle
Alicia had just celebrated her 18th birthday. Her dark red gown matched the flowers in her soft auburn hair. The almost golden red curls hung over her shoulders, caressing the top of both breasts that peeked out of the low cut gown. Yes, she was beautiful.
It was almost midnight when the party ended, and David and her friends had all left. Her mother and grandmother took Alicia aside, leaving her father and grandfather to smoke and chat in the library.
"You might have a guest tonight, Alicia," her mother said with a little smile.
"A guest? This late?"
"Yes, dear. We are going to take your grandparents home. We will stay over at their place tonight."
"Well, I have stayed home alone before, but you said a guest?"
Her grandmother smiled, "Do not be afraid, dear. It is your 18th birthday, and Uncle Louis might stop by at midnight. If he knocks twice, pauses, then knocks once more, let him in. He will be bringing you a gift."
Alicia was puzzled. "I don't remember any Uncle Louis, Nana. And why would he be bringing a gift at midnight?"
Her grandmother looked over at her mother, leaving her mother to answer.
They said no more, leaving Alicia to wonder what this all might mean. She poured her third glass of wine and sat alone now in the sitting room by the fire, sipping it as the long hand on the clock seemed to crawl towards midnight. When it finally reached midnight the clock chimed twelve times. She sat there and nothing happened. She finished her wine and rose, planning to head for bed.
Knock, knock …….. knock!!
Alicia froze at the base of the stairs. For some reason she could not seem to move.
Knock, knock …….. knock!!
She moved slowly to the door …. and opened it. He was much younger than she expected, probably forty. He was very tall, wearing a dark cloak with a deep red lining, …. his hair just beginning to gray at the temples, making him look even more handsome in a very commanding way.
"Uncle Louis?"
"Yes, Louis Cypher. Did your mother advise you that I might stop by tonight?"
"Yes, sir" … Why had she felt the necessity to call him sir?
He smiled. "You are lovely , just like your mother was eighteen years ago. What did she name you?"
"Alicia," almost whispering. "Please come in. Both my grandmother and my mother told me right before they left that you might stop by." She took his cloak, hung it on the coat rack, and led him into the sitting room offering a glass of wine.
"The red please," he smiled.
She poured the wine glass two thirds full, then gracefully walked over as he sat down on the sofa. She expected him to reach up for the wine, but he just sat there watching her.
"When is the wedding?"
"In June. Did my mother tell you I was getting married?"
"She didn't have to." His hand finally moved, but he did not take the wine. Instead he took her other hand and his fingers toyed with her engagement ring.
"Ohhh, of course. The ring," she smiled back at him.
He smiled up at her. "Who is the lucky young man?"
"David Hemsley."
His eyes seemed to almost glow. They were fixed on hers and the strangest feelings seemed to pass through her entire body.
"You are not really my uncle, are you?"
He smiled, "Are you afraid?"
"No," but her heart was beating heavily in her chest.
"I am here to deposit a present, … a gift for your wedding."
"I don't understand," she stammered.
"You will soon enough. Now kneel at my feet."
"Kneel??"
"Yes. I am here to prepare you for your wedding."
"But….."
"Kneel!!"
She felt mesmerized by his eyes, and she found herself slipping down to her knees at his feet.
"Now sip the wine before offering it to me."
"Yes, Master," wondering why the name Master had popped in her mind. She sipped the red wine, letting it flow down her throat, then offering it up to him.
"Very good, Alicia. You are so much like your mother and grandmother." He sipped the wine, his eyes closing for a moment as he seemed to drift off.
Something very strange was happening. Alicia knew already that her mother and grandmother were well aware of who this man was …. and why he was here.
His eyes opened again, this time fixing on hers as he asked the question. "Has David bedded you yet?"
She could not believe the question, but she answered, "Not all the way. We are waiting, Master." She felt her face flush.
"Good, very good. Where is your bedroom?"
"Upstairs, Master."
"Lead me there."
She rose as if hypnotized and led him to her bedroom. There was only a single lamp burning. She did not have to ask. She just stood and waited as he moved behind her and ran the zipper of her gown down her back. It floated to the floor. When she turned, he was naked, and there was no sign of his clothing.
"Lay down on the bed, Alicia."
"Yes, Master." she whimpered and crawled onto her bed.
When he took her, he was surprisingly gentle, carefully entering her then remaining very still until the pain subsided. He was magnificent, and she reached her climax before he deposited his gift.
When she awoke several hours later, he was gone. She wondered if the child in her belly would be another girl, or if Lucifer had finally produced a boy.
The End