Her Sins:

Simone’s Notes:

A classically portrayed literary femme fatale is the "Justine" heroine of Lawrence Durrell's Alexandria Quartet. In opera, the femme fatale is usually played by a dramatic mezzo-soprano. More often in musical theater, the femme fatale is played by an alto. The femme fatale is sometimes the foil or the enemy of the ingenue or the damsel in distress. Despite usually being portrayed in religion as symbolic of corruption and moral turpitude to justify societal misogyny, in contemporary times the femme fatale is symbolic of women of free will and unrestrained passion. She survives as heroine and anti-heroine, in Nikita and Moulin Rouge!, and video games and comic books. Elektra, a character from Marvel Comics, Catwoman from the Batman stories, and EVA from Metal Gear Solid 3. The woman ninja (the Kunoichi) is legendary for being a trained seductress and a martial artist. The protagonists of the American television program Desperate Housewives use sexual allure to get what and whom they want. A modern example of the archetypal femme fatale is Xenia Onatopp, the character from Goldeneye who seduced men and then murdered them by crushing them between her thighs.

Santa hadn’t had her full taste of corruption until this morning. The first part of bringing her to the dark side had been complete by breaking her. Now she just had to have a taste of the dark side to fully be on their side. The boys handed her a couple of human pets for her to work with. So far, progress was a little slow at the start. Santa went back to the lovebox many times for training. Within ten days, it began to sink for her. Santa began to get more controlling with the girls. She began calling them degrading names and bossing them around. The poor pets waited on her hand and foot. Santa began to enjoy her new power. The incubi were noticing as well. They began to lust after even more.

“Damn Santa,” they said to her. “You’ve gotten sexy lately!”

“Thank you, boys!” she would say.

“Want to take me on tonight?” they would each ask her.

“Maybe,” she said. “That would depend on how much room I have let afterwards.” Then she would wink at them. The incubi would drool all over her. Yes, Santa was almost set indeed. However, she still had one area that was pretty weak. She still was pure in a sense. So far, no chances of corruption had come yet. The succubi seemed to be losing patience with her. They wanted to see her hunger for blood and death just like them. Edward wanted her to be in control of her pets. Sure they feared her, but they didn’t seem loyal to her. Day after day, the girls always returned back with cuts and bruises all over their bodies. But it was their souls that stayed in tact. It was nice at first for the others. But soon they wanted more. They wanted to hunt for more pets and torment them. Santa was the only thing that was holding them back from acting on that so far. But all of that was going to change.

It all started one morning in Santa’s new apartment. The three girls she had was dressing her again. Like usual, the widow succubus was in a foul mood in the mornings. It all started out with typical complaining. The girls instantly became nervous. They knew what was coming next. So they tried their best to keep their mistress happy. But that was like keeping Country Love a lady in public. Within seconds, Santa became angry. The girls braced themselves for the coming storm.

“You stupid little bitches!” Santa yelled out. “You never pull the chords tight enough!” The girl looked at her really worried. The other one watched in terror. The first girl was starting to plead for her very soul. Santa’s own anger was firing up even more.

“Don’t you look at me like that!” she snapped at the girl. “You stupid little bitch!” Then, the widow succubus violently slapped the girl in the face. The girl fell to the ground howling in pain. Santa smirked at the result. The other girl looked in fear. The mistress sat down smiling wickedly. The girls looked on in worry. Santa looked up at them.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO STARING?!?” she yelled. “GET THE F**K OUT HERE!!!” And with that, the girls ran away in fear. Santa sat there smiling to herself. But then, something caught her darkening eyes. A thin line of blood was slowly trickling down on her hand. Her diamond wedding ring cut the girl on the cheek when she had slapped her in the face for not tightening her dress tight enough. She seemed mesmerized by it for a moment. It was as if this was the first time she had ever seen blood in her life.

From her apartment, Edward and Manami were watching Santa again. Both were waiting in anticipation. They knew Santa had the potential, but she hadn’t been given the chance to show it. But now, it had arrived and they were watching her to see what she would do next.

“You think she’ll taste the blood?” Manami asked in excitement.

“Oh I know she will,” the alchemist replied. “I know she will!” Both kept on watching.

Santa kept looking at the blood on her lovely hand in curiosity. She didn’t seem to know what to do with it at first. But then, Santa slowly took her hand to her lips and lightly licked up the girl’s blood. Something rushed into her mind. It was as if the lights were suddenly snapped on. The corruption finally began to take place.

“This is…” the widow thought in surprise. “…so good!” Right then, Santa just had to have more. So she readjusted herself to be in a much sweeter manner.

“Oh girls!” she called out. “It’s okay now, you can come back now!” Slowly her maids came back into the room. They looked pretty uneasy. Santa kept smiling at them sweetly.

“It’s okay,” she said again. “I won’t hurt you. In fact, I’m sorry for even being a bitch to you.” The girls still didn’t look convinced, but they processed on against their better judgment. Santa kept smiling at them wickedly sweet. She was slowly reeling them in. It was only a matter of time now. She kindly held out her arms to the girl that she hit only moments earlier.

“Come here,” she said tenderly. The girls kept looking at her as if she was crazy. But the girl that she hit stepped in closer as if in a daze. The other girl wanted to scream out but couldn’t. It was as if her voice was trapped with her throat. The first girl came right into Santa’s arms. The widow succubus held her close to her chest with a wicked smile on her face.

“Yes,” she whispered into the girl’s hair softly and seductively. “Just relax in my arms.” Her hand maiden slowly did so with ease. Santa slowly moved the girl’s head away to see her neck clearly. The girl’s breathing slowed down some. The widow was lightly stroking her small developing breasts. The girl’s soft skin was warm and alive. Her victim was strangely calm in her mistress’s arms. Santa’s hot breath lightly caressed her soft neck. She slowly moved into the girl’s young taunt neck. The mistress slowly began slipping her hands into the girl’s lacy dress. She lightly worked her hand to the zipper and slowly pulled it down. The dress slowly fell down to the rich carpeted floor. The girl was almost naked to her mistress. Santa lightly grabbed onto the girl’s panties and slid them off. Her victim lightly trembled at her mistress’s touch. The other girl stared on in fear and confusion.

“Such a beautiful girl,” Santa whispered in her long auburn hair. Then, the widow succubus lightly tipped down to the girl’s pretty neck and bit in deep. The girl breathed in heavily. Santa began to drink her rich blood in a heavy rush. The girl was slowly dying in her arms. The other hand maiden watched on in fear. The victim’s breath became softer and softer. Santa kept on drinking up her sweet blood. As she drank, the widow could see her past, dreams, nightmares, and emotions. The vision made her smile even more as she began to drink even faster. The girl’s limbs instantly fell limp.

After a long while, Santa dropped the human pet straight to the floor. The widow and the other girl looked right at her. The pet was just lying down on the floor. Santa had the girl’s blood on her rich crimson lips. She looked off sweetly. The other hand maiden noticed the new look in the mistress’ eyes. They were a heavy shade of black and red. The colors were swirling rapidly. Santa looked at the other girl with lustful eyes. A wicked smile came across her pretty face.

“You know what,” she said aloud. “I’m still hungry for more!” The girl began backing away in fear. Santa lunged forward and grabbed her. The other victim tried to fight back, but that proved to be effortless. The widow overpowered her. She bit down into the girl’s neck and began drinking away her tasty blood as well. The hand maiden kept fighting until she died. When she was finished, Santa dropped her straight to the ground. The widow stood up smiling over her sinful work. A cold smile came across her face.

“I want some more!” she said aloud.

In Manami’s apartment, the fallen princess and Edward were smiling in success. Santa had finally done it. She was finally tainted. Ed just kept smiling at the results.

“I know she could do it.” he said to his mistress. Manami just lightly rubbed his knee. Thus the beginning of Santa’s trip to the land of the fallen.