Bal MasQué
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Last published Wed, Jun 24, 2015
"This not how the dance goes Sir, I dare say you are acting un-gentleman-like" I breathed, taking us forward, his back. Taking yet another step to the right. He tugged at the strings allowing it to loosen from me, slightly I grasped.
"I am no gentleman," he added taking me up into the air and then slowly lowered me down as I began to feel down his chiselled face.
He grinned then spun me under his arm again and again. The surrounding became more and unfamiliar as I slowly spiralled into utter madness, until he pressed me against the wall, hard.
My bosoms beckoned to be free, bobbing up and down as the result of my breathing quicken. His face inched closer to my flushed cheeks.
"What are you then?" I whispered as his eyes darted to and fro against my own. Leaning, he looked up at his balled fist against the wall and re-gripped his fist.
I need to make a third category.
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Princess A'varieé of Vmari at the age to 20 years old feels bored, belittled and baby-ified.
Desperately royal, she seeks one way she believes will make everyone change their minds. But it backfired and instead has a secret which she needs to now share with her country's rival's heir Prince Eriquéo of Predrioné - Who you could say has a...how does she put it?
Oh thee wicked tongue.
[WARNING: I am not very good when it comes to grammar so be warned I will try my best but you might find some grammatical mistakes; also this does contain Sexual references and is NOT suitable for younger readers]
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She lifted her hand to look at that holy thread around her wrist, the tinkling of her bangles now changed into rattling of Iron chains . Her hands were shaking because of those bruises she became too weak to lift that weight . She blankly stared at that thread while her mind kept wandering in the memories of that special personwhich bring a smile on her lips but more than happiness it has a scursum. She looked up at the sound of appoarching footsteps and suddenly cold dungeon began to burn . His inner rage is enough to turn everything to ash . Their eyes anchor each other's gaze . He takes some calculative steps and squats down in front of her . Tucking her hair strand behind ear he grasped her face staring at her gorgeous features which turn pale he asked in soft voice " Are you ok ? " She gerked her face away from his touch . He immediately holds her cheeks between his index finger and thumb digging them harshly in her soft skin , he made her to look at him demands harshly vibrating in rage " Who are you ? " She chuckled while looking down before dazzing in his eyes . Her face became red and a fire starts buring in her orbs . She leans forward and mutters over his lips "𝐇𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐯 𝐡𝐚𝐢..... 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦 " " I am that scar to your soul...... Who gets salt or ointment " she graze his lips with her and continue " 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚 " " You will be in pain " ✷✷✷✷✷✷✷✷ This is my first time writing a story , so I hope you all will ignore my mistake . I don't want to hurt anyone this is just my wild imagination which I am trying to put in words . If you find it boring or confusing then I'll suggest you to read it until the tenth chapter I am sure you get your interest . I promised
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