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The Siren
by Slim n' Dusty (slimndusty@yahoo.co.uk)

***

A woman is housed in an institution where she is caught 
in bed with a young, dead man. The case is a complete 
mystery and, as such, her trial has been postponed. 
Rumour has it that she can lure young men to their 
death by harnessing their lust. The staff nickname her 
'The Siren'. A new man is employed by the institution 
as a security guard, he is meant to monitor the woman 
and collect evidence, but at the same time is intrigued 
by her case. Can he solve the mystery, or will The 
Siren lure him also to a premature grave? (MF, v, 
axphixa, sn, nec)

***

‘Do you see her?’

Jeremy peered through the slot in the bolted door. 
‘Yes, I can.’ 

The woman inside was standing in the centre of the room 
and staring back at him. Her gaze was fixed on him and 
she was smiling intently.

‘She’s been there a week now. Still settling down.’

‘Why is she in there?’

‘She was in her ward several weeks ago when staff found 
her with the body of a young man.’

Jeremy looked perplexed. ‘Was he murdered?’

‘Well, at first he didn’t appear to be. When they 
carried out the autopsy, there had been no signs of a 
struggle. His body appeared completely unharmed, except 
one place...’

‘Yes?’

‘It was after they began moving him away from her that 
she began to fight them, so they put her in here after 
they examined her. They’re still trying to work it 
out.’

‘What did they find?’

‘With the guy, it was when they put him on the gurney 
that they found...how should I say it...she’d been 
pleasuring herself with him all night!’

‘While he was alive?’

‘No. The results of the autopsy indicated that he’d 
died earlier in the night.’

‘But how did she...you know...get off?’

‘Well the guy who wheeled him off noticed that the guy 
had an erection.’

‘After he was dead?’

‘Yes.’

‘But how could it stay up?’

‘She gave him a postmortem erection and somehow tied it 
off! She tied his dick off with something and then had 
her way with him. The guy wheeling the gurney said that 
his dick had been well fucked, fucked raw. It also 
looked mottled with purple and black bruising, over a 
reasonably long time it had been gradually starved of 
oxygen.’

Jeremy’s sheltered mind was in speed and turmoil. 

Fucking hell, he thought. How could she do something 
like that and why? She looked attractive enough, so 
there couldn’t have been a problem getting guys. Why 
wasn’t this woman satisfied with loving a living guy? 
How could someone get off on that? Was it simply having 
total control over somebody? If so, then the only 
restraint on the guy was whatever she had put around 
his dick. The older guard said he had no other marks on 
his body. Just a blackened cock!

The older guard noticed how Jeremy was thinking hard 
about the killing. 

He tried to ease the confusion. ‘It was all 
premeditated, so she must’ve spent time to work out how 
she could do something like that. They’re still 
collecting evidence but the staff here have already 
marked her as a killer, they now call her the siren.’

‘The siren?’

‘Yes, you know, from the ancient Greek Myth where men 
get lured to their deaths by the song of the beautiful 
sirens and shipwrecked and all that crap! Well, we 
think this guy was lured by her and then killed off 
through sheer lust. I think she communicated her lust 
to him and he responded. If this is the case, then he 
failed in his duty and became involved in an act of 
indecency with an inmate. He gave no struggle, no cries 
for help and she was content keeping him in bed with 
her like some full-sized pleasure toy. The results of 
her examination made it clear that she’d had prolonged, 
gradual intercourse with him. His DNA was in just about 
every orifice she possessed, but primarily in her 
vagina and anus.’

‘Who was the guy?’

‘He was a young man, our last security officer, and now 
you’ve been hired to replace him.’

The guard looked through the slot in the door. ‘She 
won’t try anything on us oldies. I’ve been working in 
the ward where she was at for months and months. She’s 
made no attempt. Not even a blink from her. I think she 
has a fixation for young men. She knows, with little 
effort, that young men are easy to entice. This makes 
it much easier to lure them in.’

Jeremy’s mind remained silent, but it suddenly clicked. 
Perhaps this is the reason why the hospital has hired 
me, is to see if she’ll try anything on me.

The old guard must’ve heard his thoughts and broke the 
silence. ‘We’ve put CCTV in her chamber and we want to 
know what she’s doing...’

‘...when she kills?’

‘No, when she starts enticing people. This time she’ll 
be stopped before she takes anything further and we’ll 
have her on CCTV.’

‘But her cell door is constantly locked. So how can she 
entice anybody that way?’

‘We don’t know. We don’t even know if she can do it, 
but we’re going to keep her under observation for a 
period of time to see what she may or may not get up 
to.’

The older security guard took Jeremy through the rest 
of the building, but Jeremy only showed a partial 
interest in what he was being shown. He was thinking of 
the woman and what she’d done to the security guard 
who’d succumbed to her lust. He’d heard of the odd case 
of necrophilia, usually committed by a guy in a funeral 
home, but this one was different. 

It was a woman who liked to kill this time, kill while 
sating her desires with his body. To Jeremy it seemed 
hardly worth the jail time to do what she did, unless 
she was a complete nut. If she wasn’t a nut then there 
was something else he had to figure out, her deep-
driven lust for freshly dead young men.

Jeremy was led to a room with some tables and a coffee 
urn. He lifted a polystyrene cup from a towering stack 
and filled it. Nearby, he discovered biscuits in a tin. 
The older guard promised to return in ten minutes and 
show him the rest of the facilities...


Over the next few weeks, Jeremy began to grow 
accustomed to the woman’s behaviour. His name seemed to 
have reached her before anybody else in that cell block 
and, when walking past her cell, he would hear her 
whispering his name. She would say it slowly and 
seductively. The whispers would echo out of her cell 
and into the passageway where he walked. 

Her whispers were full of absolute longing and, 
initially, he found it little effort to just ignore 
her. Over the weeks, her whispers continued unabated 
and soon they began to enter his dreams. At first, it 
was just her relentlessly calling his name. Sometimes, 
she would be begging, at other times she appeared in 
full control of herself. 

While on duty, he tried hard not to look into her cell. 
He didn’t want to see what she was doing with herself. 
He was terrified of being tempted by her the way she 
was tempting him in his dreams. Her domain was in his 
dreams and it was here where she unleashed her most 
seductive sounds and images. Sometimes he would hear 
her whispering out ‘Jeremy, look at me!’ Other times he 
would hear her moaning as if she were masturbating 
herself in long intervals. Sometimes the masturbation 
would last hours. Only a woman who held absolute 
mastery over her body could do that, he thought.

In his dreams, his desires began to outgrow his 
cautiousness. He knew her as forbidden fruit in the 
absolute. But forbidden fruit would always be longed 
for by the curious and the horny, it would always find 
ways of enticing men and women even to an early death. 

Jeremy was a hot-blooded young man who admired the 
woman and who lusted after the female form in many of 
its wondrous varieties. His shift pattern gave him no 
social life and, aside from handing over cold cash for 
groceries in a supermarket, his primary contact with a 
female was this siren. And so he dreamt of her body, 
her breasts, her hips, curves, lips, her deep, dark and 
starving eyes. When he wasn’t at work he was buying 
porn magazines and films with actresses that resembled 
the siren. 

In his sleep he imagined her with smooth thighs parted 
and he began to come in his sleep like a pubescent 
male. He waited for his dreams to end but they didn’t. 
Always, she entered them and the nocturnal orgasms did 
not stop. He began to awake feverishly with a hard cock 
in the middle of the night, every night. The woman was 
infecting his reasoning and continued reaching for him 
with her mouth and entire body...

While on duty, he began to stand at her cell door and 
look into her eyes. She would walk over and tell him 
that she needed him. Tell him that she wanted him in 
her body, snug and warm. She would show him her large 
breasts, so soft. Her taut nipples standing so proud 
and relishing a forthcoming victory over his eroding 
self-control. 

It was a rainy night when she held her fingers up to 
the small barred window that he caught the scent of her 
ripening sex. He began to smell the delicious aroma on 
her fingers. ‘Lick them,’ she whispered to him. Without 
hesitation he walked over and licked them. 

He licked and sucked each finger clean. She then 
presented her other hand, a new row of fresh glistening 
fingers. He sucked on them as she moaned. His cock 
began to strain against his pants as he fumbled for the 
key to gain entry. He was met with more seductive 
whispers as he squeezed past the gap in the cell. 

‘Lie on top of me!’ she moaned. She felt his weight 
gradually shift down over her groin as she took the tip 
of his cock inside her.

Jeremy moaned and closed his eyes as he felt the woman 
urging him to kiss her breasts, she  continuously 
brushed them over his face. He felt the muscles in her 
vagina dance and undulate so slowly around him that she 
kept him away from coming. Instinctively he attempted 
to thrust himself inside, but he was continually 
blocked by her thighs and by her internally. 

If he wanted to be inside her, the siren would only 
permit the slow, gradual movement of her muscles to 
draw him completely inside. Two-thirds of the way in, 
he began to gasp as she nibbled on his ears. He felt 
her warm tongue shoot inside his ear canals as her 
whispers began once more. He groaned as her vagina 
completely swallowed his length. It began to constrict 
firmly around the base of his cock, completely subduing 
him.

In between the visits her tongue made in his ear and 
her whispers, she cupped her ample breasts around his 
face. He made halfhearted, spasmodic attempts to get 
air, but she held him firmly between her soft, warm 
ample breasts. He tried to move his waist and thighs, 
but her legs held him tight. He was caught like a fly 
in a carnivorous plant, slowly weakening as she 
patiently drew the life force from his trapped member. 

Hungry for oxygen, Jeremy began to panic, he wondered 
if the CCTV was recording all this and how soon it 
would take before he was rescued by other guards. He 
tried to break away from her hold, but attempts to 
withdraw himself from her were met with a sharp pain as 
she tightened her grip around his cock. Her thighs held 
him in a vice.

The woman began to moan as she waited in pleasurable 
anticipation for the signal she was expecting, Jeremy’s 
final act – a convulsive eruption deep inside her 
vagina. When his last warm load arrived she was not 
disappointed, she moaned as she felt the masculine 
strength of his dramatic parting shot, a shot that 
inundated the entirety of her ravishing love chamber. 
Withholding her own orgasms, she waited patiently as he 
lay still between her soft breasts and inside her, 
keeping him between her breasts as her vagina 
constricted ever more tightly around him, ensuring that 
the blood remained in his fully engorged cock. 
Preserving his state for her long anticipated night 
ahead...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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