Forgotten past

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I'm suddenly in a different surroundinh I had transcended in my moment of awakening of the ritual.
In front of me stood myself along with hundreds of people in black hooded cloaks. They were speaking tongues as I stood in front of them.
The words proprium diaboli echoing around the room yet somehow in this vision I knew exactly what those words meant. I was officially property of Satan the dark lord himself.

I watch myself as I lift my hands up to the sky the people beneath me bowing down as if they were worshipping me. I watch my head roll back slightly as my eyes turn midnight black. Michael begins to appear from the shadows behind me as he finally stands behind me carefully placing a thorn crown on my head.

"HAIL SATAN"
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I was snapped out of my vision gasping for air as I come too. As I open my eyes the first thing I see is Michaels fave inches from mine. There he lay next to me in a bedroom I knew wasn't mine. We were in his room of the outpost. His hands were tracing my bare chest as he looked down at me adoringly. I was clean and no longer smothered in blood, Michael must have bathed me...

"It happened." He says softly
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "What happened?"
"I was wrong to doubt you, us I'm sorry."
"I don't understand I was in this pla-."
"You are entirely mine corelena." Michael says before tugging my hair roughly crashing his lips into mine but I didn't respond he had doubted me so much before his farther and his farther approval clearly meant much more to him than me.

I press my hand against his bare chest pushing him away from me as I remove the sheets jumping out of the bed. His eyes roam my bare body but his lust quickly turns to anger "what are you doing?!"
I grab my night gown from the end of the bed where it lay throwing it over me quickly.

"That's all you fucking care about Michael. Daddy's approval? Huh" I scoff. "I'm nothing to you but power and when you had a second of doubt that I was no help you turned on me. I should have never left my coven, I should've never trusted you. I take back everything" I spat at him as I turn towards the door but his strong grip grabs my arm making my yelp in pain snapping around to him.

He shoved me against the door chest to chest.
"Don't you dare do this lena. After everything?"
His face inches closer and his hand moved up to my throat wrapping around but not hard enough to choke me clearly to scare me and dominate.
"You don't scare me Michael. You are the scared one, scared of disapproving your farther. I want to leave." Our noses were practically touching by this point but his expression began to soften into despair.

"I'm out." I say as I clench both my hands Michaels fly's back off me. Thank fuck for my powers Michael alone was too strong for my pettiness. I ran out the door rushing back to my room thankfully not being scouted by any eyes.

Michael was so important to me he had become my everything but now I feel as though I am simply an alliance just like the start. Maybe nothing changed for him since the moment we met maybe this was all just for his advantage. I had fallen, but I would Perdue revenge.

I quickly dismissed my thoughts of last night that wouldn't stop haunting my thoughts. The blood, the ecstasy and the power I felt all around me. I pushed it out cleaning my self up and placing on my dress.

I decided to go downstairs to join the others gallant was missing but I took a seat next to coco. It was so odd to see her like this. "So how come your not conducting the interviews?" She asks as I take my seat next to her.
"Well langdon in charge not me I'm just ummm an alliance I guess." I look down playing with my dress.

"What you guys are just fuck buddys." She chuckles as Mallory does too.
"No." I laugh.
"Good he's too creepy for you there's something off about him." Mallory says as she sits on the arm of the chair next to me.

"I dont even want to do the interview-."
"Hello ladies." Gallant walks in with a smug smile.
Coco nudges him as he sits down with a smirk.
"So spill the tea!"
"Let's just say he's definitely into me. God you could cut the sexual tension with a knife I thought he was gonna take me there and then." Gallant blabbers.
Oh god... what.

I try to hide my laugh surely he's reading Michaels dominant and mysterious aura a little wrong.
Gallant notices my discreet laugh as he scowls at me.
"Jealous?" He asks directing at me as all heads turn to me.
"W-What?"
"Are you jealous? Nawww did you think he was straight honey?" He fake pouts.

I felt embarrassed with everyone's gaze on me clearly they all assumed there was something between me and langdon. I got up without saying a word excusing myself. I didn't go to my room though I wondered to the library. Memories of me and Michael crept in my mind being here before at Hawthorne.

I smiled to myself as I traced my fingers along the books but my smile faded coming to realising the reality I was now facing. How good it was back then.

The doors swing open and I hear venebales cane smack on the floor. Mead storms towards me "Miss woods you are being taken for sanctioning for having relations with a member in the outpost." Venable says as mead restrains me from
Behind shoving me out the library.
"What the fuck?!" I shout out.

As mead shoves me down to a room with me in her tight grip venebale follows behind.
"Gallant told us what you did."
That fucking dick was this all over Michael.

"What are you kidding me I haven't done anything!"
I'm finally shoved on to a floor in an empty room and the door slams behind me. I gather myself picking myself up of the floor. Venebale and mead stand in front of me. They both had sinister smirks upon their faces. Oh mead if only you knew.

I knew I couldn't use my magic against them But I tried to fight back as mead attaches chains to my wrist restriction me. The chains hanging from the ceiling attached to my wrist as I stand their helpless ms venebale circles around me like a shark intimidating their prey.

"Ms mead bring me the whip."
No no no.
"Please don't do this I haven't done anything!"
"Trying to seduce a gay man? Little low isn't it miss woods. Poor gallant. Relations are strictly forboden."
What?!
"I did no such thing!" I spat back.

Mead hands her a nasty looking whip as ms venable runs her hands across it with a grin.
She walks behind me and unzipping my dress as it falls to the floor. I felt a tear escape as I shudder at her touch.

I beg once more "please don't."
Slap! She slashes me against the back with the whip as I yelp out in pain my head bowing forward I bite my lip trying to suppress the burning sensation from my back.
Slap! And again harder this time I scream again sobbing this time.
The third time she whips my back I suck my breathe in clenching my jaw groaning out loud.

"Stop" I breathlessly say.
She only laughs wickedly from behind me.
Just before she can slash me again the doors swing open and my head turns towards them.
Their stood Michael his hands behind his back and his face in utter discuss.

"What is the meaning of this?!"
"Miss woods disobeyed the rules and so she must be sanctioned."
Michael chuckles nearing to venebale as her breath hitches.
"And who made those rules huh?" He asks as She looks down.

"Get out." He yells as mead and venebale obey.
Michael stands in front of me looking at my helpless self chained to the ceiling.
"Hm part of me thinks I should continue the punishment Miss woods." He says mockingly it had been a long time since he had called me miss woods.

"Ha I'm sure you have better things to do mr langdon like fucking gallant." I retort, instantly regretting it.
His face turned sour he walks behind me and his hand softly strokes the slashes along my back as I wince at every touch.

I feel him tuck my hair over my right shoulder leaving my left shoulder bare. To my surprise I feel his warm lips place a kiss amongst my shoulder and his large hands gliding down my waist reaching my hips. His lips move to my ear as his hushed voice whispers in my ear "I can't tell you the amount of times I've imagined you chained up like this. You are property of mine lena your not going anywhere" He groans into my ear as he squeezes my hips.

I felt the butterflies jump around in my stomach as he left one more tender kiss on my shoulder. The chains suddenly released as I dropped to my knees on the hard ground. As I lifted myself up Michael was already leaving the room I blew my hair out of my face watching him walk out without looking back.

I was completely speechless and devoured by his touch. This man was driving me crazy.