The Soul Reaper

The Soul Reaper

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 17, 2016
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Fiction
Mystery
The Soul Reaper Once there was a puppet master, some enchanted wood and an untrustworthy son. Arlo, more commonly known as Charles is an old man with a passion for puppets . When Charles creates a seemingly innocent marionette from the enchanted wood passed down his family for years, it becomes his pride and joy. However, his son doesn't agree with this 'abomination' and takes drastic measures to do what he thinks will secure his family's safety. But he is wrong. Oh so wrong... DISCLAIMER: any views expressed in this story are not necessarily those of our own but of the characters.
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I was 17 when I ask him to take my virginity but he explicitly said no. Now, eight years later I need to ask him the same humiliating question again. Hopefully, this time he won't spit his drink in my face. ******************************************* "Do you think you're ready to be fucked, Cassandra?" Why do I find him so hot when he said those crude words? I'm not sure if I'll be scared or be turned on. I stumble on the couch trying to move away from him because he's already too close. His breathing is too fast and I can hear his heart beating so loudly or is it mine? He crouched down to my eye level and holds both my arms on the side to steady me then whispered huskily in my ear. "I have to warn you though, I can be rough Cassandra. I can fuck your brains out that you'll forget your own name. Then he looks at me directly in the eyes and I just notice how dark his eyes now. Unfortunately, love, I don't think your little body can handle me." -Please don't forget to vote-

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