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Morningbird

Morningbird

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jul 1, 2015
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The girl stood still. She stood with her body facing towards the edge of a cliff with her arms out stretched and her head up toward the sky with her eyes closed. A figure began to walk toward her grabbing her wrist tightly. Her eyes shot open and she gasped. The figure pushed her off the edge only holding her by her arm. His face was nothing but a shadow with a sinister smile. The girl screamed for help but nobody saved her. She kicked her legs furiously to help pull herself up but nothing happened. The figure began to loosen his grip on her slowly about to let her fall into the icy cold water below but at the last minute a growl shook the earth. The girl's eyes had an unusual gleaming color. Her gaze turned into a dark cold glare that seemed to burn with just one look. She bared her sharp white teeth hissing angrily as two canines began to sharpen noticeably. He flinched in surprised. "You naïve little man," Her voice was calm but held a terrifying demeanor, "You have no idea who you are dealing with." He immediately let her arm go but she grabbed the rock and holstered her body onto solid ground with grace. The man shook in fear but she took no pity. Her quick hands grabbed his neck and pulled him into her, without hesitation her teeth tore at his flesh, causing blood to fly in many directions. As his body went limp she leaned her bloodstained lips close to his ear, "You are just another lost soul with nothing but your sins to live with." And with that she pushed his limp body over the cliff. She looked down as the figure fell into the water then turned around. Her hair and once white summer dress blew in the wind sideways. She looked straight ahead, a smirk on her blood soaked face. Something flashed behind her eyes that were recognized immediately. Power. This is the story of Maia Morningbird
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"I've always loved you, River. Ever since we were little kids and you pushed me down on the playground because I threw rocks at that dorky fat girl. No one had ever treated me like that before. Since then, I've been kind of...obsessed." His steel gaze turned in to a dark smile again. "When you left me, River, you forced me to do things that I really didn't want to do..." He moved closer and inhaled my neck for a few seconds. Then he kissed me...well, he tried. I couldn't move my mouth but that didn't keep Brody from plunging deeply into it and exploring every crevice with his tongue. When he was satisfied he pulled away and finished his sentence with dark eyes and a sinister smile. "Now, I'm going to force you to do things that you really don't want to." He stood up and walked to the end of the bed, dragging his fingertips down my naked body the whole way. He put my shackles back on my ankles & wrists and locked them. "The paralyzing serum is going to start wearing off in about twenty minutes. Until then though, nobody is going to touch you..." He pushed a button on the side of the table. From the split between my legs, down, the table divided and split in two, opening my core and causing me to do a full split. Brody smiled while the tears rushed back with a vengeance. I've never felt this open, this susceptible, this completely...naked, in every sense. What was happening to me was the root of all nightmares. I truly believe that Brody and his evil rogue followers are demons from the darkest pits of Hell. "But they can look all they want." All the other men in the room rushed to the side of the room where they got the best view of my open center. "Why am I allowing you to move again, you ask?" He chuckled, grabbed my face, and bent down so his nose was pressed against my cheek. "When my seed explodes inside you, I want to see your back arch in pleasure." I was in Hell.

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