Nightmare

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Chapter One: Nightmare

Countless scars marred my skin marking me as his. They were a testimony of his affection, each mark were etched meticulously. In his eye every lash were an addition to his art and I was his canvas. The only gentle kindness he showed me was the wavering in his eyes as he stuck me. I cried out as the momentum of the whip split my skin.

"I didn't permit you to speak. Did I?" he asked.

"I...I'm sorry." I stuttered.

"Hehe... Your etiquette is certainly lacking as always, how deplorable. Have I taught you nothing?" he spoke shifting his glasses to the bridge of his nose.

"In any case, there seems to be a surprisingly sweet smell drifting from you. " He added.

"I might have to sample it myself."

His rough tongue met my back sending a jolt up my spine. I felt his cold breath shift as he slowly ascend pausing at my neck. Suddenly his fangs penetrated my neck. Except from the fear and pain I felt pleasure.

Then everything went black....

When I woke I wasn't sure if it were a dream or a Nightmare. Yet, the mark on my neck remained.

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