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There he was, perched at the base of the highest branch. Eyes orange like the sky surrounding the setting sun. Feathers black as the pits of hell, yet are slick like freshly laid tar. His beak thin to a point like that of a chef’s knife. He is still like the statues in Rome, face of stone showing no emotion. He pierces my very soul with his gaze. I am terrified but I cannot look away. Hypnotized by his fearsome looks but yet, he is beautiful. Years seemed to pass, the sun is almost gone now leaving the sky streaked with the blue of nights falling calm and crimson hues of days warmth and rage. He turns to face me, Looking down his beak at me. He let out a shriek. It sounded as if he was in pain, the sound was so unnerving it sent chills over my skin.Just then a voice called out to me. “They’re coming” said the voice in a raspy whisper. And the he was gone. Suddenly my bedroom door opened with such force it sent the door crashing against the wall as open, the door knob entered the wall leaving a hole. A large hooded figure crouched in the darkened hall way. I backed up toward the window contemplating whether to let it have its way with me or jump in to the bushes that waited below. Keeping my eyes on the approaching figure I tripped backward smacking my head against the footboard of my bed causing me to black out.
I awoke to a room illuminated with white candles and cement walls. My body felt heavy and numb. My sense are still a bit hazy, I must have hit the floor pretty hard when I blacked out. As my sense of feeling started to return I felt the weight of cold metal strapped around my wrists and ankles. I try to pull down my wrists what were chained above my head down to eye level. There was no moving them that was clear. I wasn’t in chains but clasps attached to a stone slab. The more I try to free myself the more panicked. My eyes brimmed with tears, body dripped with sweat, and heart beat with such force I thought it would burst through my chest. A blood curdling scream left my lips when the hooded figure kicked in the door. It covered my mouth, and un covered its face. He was gorgeous. I couldn't help but admire his face. His skin was the color of mocha, stubble and blemish free. High cheek bones, strong jaw line as well. His eyes the color of ice piercing in to me.
“ Listen here sweat heart. You scream line that again and I’ll remove your vocal cords with my bare hands. Are we understood? “ He said his voice stern and commanding. It sounded like Liquid velvet washing over me. I was momentarily mesmerized by him. Even though i shouldn't given the situation I am in. He squeezed my jaw making me yelp out in pain.
“ I expect you to answer me when I speak to you” He said angrily adding more pressure.
“ YES! Yes I understand.. PLease let go!” I cried out in pain tears streaming my cheeks. He smirked with satisfaction throwing my face to the side as he released me. I whimpered.
“ Good. Glad we have an understanding.” He un did the clasp at his neck taking of the robe he was wearing Leaving him standing there in dark jeans sitting low on his hips and a black tank top hugging his muscular frame. His left arm is covered in a tribal looking sleeve. His shoulders brood, arms large an toned. I bet he has a six pack under there I mentally shook the thought. You cant be thinking like that at this time. He turned to hang up the robe, his back muscles flexed and shifted under the fabric of his shirt. If I wasn’t tied up I would have dropped to the floor because of the massive mental orgasm this man is giving me. Gosh he is fine. I trailed my eyes down his frame. Good goodness this man had a nice ass.
He cleared his throat “ I would appreciate it if you would stop eye rapping me, its making me quiet un comfortable.” He said with out even turning around.How did he know i was eye molesting him he cant even see me? “ I don’t need to see you to know that you are staring at my ass imagining what you would like me to do to you while your chained to that table. I hate to tell you sweet heart but you wont enjoy what i have planned for you as much” My jaw dropped open How did he know that!?
“ I can read your mind. Now please could you refrain from such vulgar imaginations.” he said annoyed.
“ Who are you? And where the hell am I?” I asked
“ You don’t know me Sweet heart but I know you. I’ve been watching you for quite some time now. I have to say you are quite the klutz your always tripping over your own feet. It’s a bit adorable actually.” he said as he turned around with a long metal rod with swirls at the end. He better not brand me thats all I gotta say.
“ You’ve been watching me?! Are you some kind of creepy stalker ?!” he put the rod into a small fire pit that i hadn’t noticed before. “ You better not brand me with that shit!” I said loudly
“ I can do what ever the hell i want to with you your mine anyway. ‘N to answer your question I’m no creeper. Your parents and I had made an agreement a long time ago. You be long to me lil Anastasia. You always have.” He said in a low voice as he walked toward me with the now glowing metal. He lifted my shirt exposing my side and pulled down the side my sweats showing the skin of my hip. I began to squirmed and whipper in anticipation of what is to come.
“ Good thing your A hippy girl, this shouldn't hurt as bad” He grinned and forcefully placed the glowing swirls of metal on my skin. I screamed out in pain and he clasped his hand over my mouth.
“ What did I tell you about that!” He pressed the branding tool harder into me causing me to cry out in pain. He held it there until the sizzling of my flesh came to an end. He left the table to go the other side of the room. I laid there crying and shaking with pain. He came back with a cup of a milky looking liquid, he poured it on the burn. It started to burn again, I arched my back in pain trying not to scream again. Then is started to cool, it felt like a block of ice was attached to my side. I began to relax as the pain subsided.
“What the Fuck was that?” I stated out of breath.
“ Venom mixed with a herb solution. It helps the healing process.” he took a wet towel and wiped up the so called venom of the burn
“Venom? From what?”
“ Me”
“You? What do you mean you?” HE turned to me smiling exposing a pearly white set of fang looking canine teeth. “ Okay so you have sharp teeth? And damn they’re white.” With saying that the extended about an inch my eyes grew wide with horror. I grew dizzy and then my vision went dark.
