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Red Feline
Faces The Inquisition - Chapter Two - Melissa begins
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When the landlord showed us the
house, he seemed to like us, he was an old Italian
man who probably saw us as a nice young couple, a
couple of kids beginning their life together. Maybe
JJ seemed young to him. After telling us what the
rent was, the deposit, etc., we asked if we could
bring him the money on Monday. He said sure and to
our total shock, gave us the keys to the house. We
moved that very night.
We didn't sleep much that night, we first went
over the entire house, checking everyint, being surprides
at what we were finding. Not long before that we were
discussing the possibility of renting a place specially
to shoot the Inquisition project. Maybe a photo studio,
or a garage, or something. And here we were, in our
new house, with everthing we needed and more. It was
like fate. It was that nose of JJ that led us to that
place. We were amazed.
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couple of weeks, while preparing the set. We built
a rack with the materials we found in the basement
and what's amazing is that there were tools too. We
didn't have to buy anything except for some chains
and special things to make the special effects. Everything
else came with the house.
Every evening, summer evening, the light of the
sun shinning until past 9 pm, we would go out in the
street when the ice cream truck passed by. We heard
the tunes, the now very well known tunes for us, and
no matter in what state of torture we were, we got
up and went out there for our nice treat.
More than once we were barely dressed and covered
with whip marks. We didn't really mind people looking
at us. We were making a movie. that was all and that's
what we said when we were asked.
Across the stree from us it was the fire department.
The firemen were often standing by thier gate, waiting
for a fire to happen somewhere. They were amused by
our presence. The new nighbors, a crazy looking guy
and two beautiful young women who probaly were doing
some really nasty things.
We were happy to have them there. They would come
very handy if we had an accident.
Camille
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There is no reason for her
to be there. This is probably what the nun would be
thinking. After all, she is under the protection of
the Church, the all powerful, holy, church. God himself
directs the minds of priests as they go about their
task of rescuing the world from the hands of Satan.
Or at least that's what
a nun would probably think. It is different for Red
Feline, after all, it is her fantasy. She is
not resigned to be put to the test. That's the scenario
that was considered by JJ and Camille when they set
out to build their new story.
It was going to be a test of
endurance. How long could they hold on to their claim
of innocence...how much could they resist?
It was Camille who wanted to
push the limits. So they began the horrific
story of Melissa and Red Feline at the hands of the
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Melissa,
the nun, prays silently as the whip marks
her skin, while Red Feline protests the injustice
from her cage.
A
slow beginning, not much to do for Camille,
just sitting in her cage, looking out, seeing
how Gabrielle gets the whip. A long night
for both.
True
to her character, Gabrielle complains little,
her heavy breathing overwhelmed by the sound
of the whip crashing against her naked flesh. |
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