A whimper slipped past my lips as he backed me to the wall, with every step he took further, my heart pounded against my chest. When the distance between us disappeared, he leaned down and whispered. "You have been such a naughty girl for so long and it's time for your punishment," My lips trembled as I spoke, "Is this a game?" ━━━━ Surviving as a lone wolf was difficult, especially when you have so many enemies chasing behind you. Myra left her pack at a very young age and found shelter in a small city. It wasn't long enough till the wolves found her and captured her. She was thrown at the feet of the Alpha Bane and was forced into submission.

After sober, some horrible shit happened.

Everybody has a tale of how they came to be - some tell the journey to strength, some tell the journey to happiness. Some happen to involve cruelty and torture. This is the story of the crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ PUPPET BOY PREQUEL created Nov. 30, 2015. IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

"Are you a virgin?" "Sir, is that appropriate?" ____

"I... Uh..." He put his finer up to my lips to stop me from talking. "Sh..." He hushed softly. His hard body connected mine, making him sigh in deep pure pleasure. I gulped. "I will take care of this for you....." He heatedly whispered into my ear. Arron Massad was the man of every girl's dream. Rich, protective, strong, tall, and drop dead sexy. He has everything he wants, the girls and the fame. He is engaged and he is happy. But that was only what he thought. One day, he finds a strange boy on the side of the street. Shirtless, low shorts snug on his waist, and looking homeless. Being the man that Arron is, he helps the boy. He brings him to his home, feeds him, and makes sure he feels welcome. But an unexpected turn of events happens. The boy pushed himself on Arron, drowning him in a deep sexual kiss. Arron finds the power in him to push the boy off. He simply answers with: "Is this not what you picked me up