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2025-04-17 00:00:24I bent, picking up the knife and I stepped closer to him. I stood at the same distance which he stood before Lola. Holding his gaze with my own calm expression, I thrust the knife into his heart.
I have envisioned the scene so perfectly but I could not take myself to do it. I'm not a monster. I'm not like them. I chanted continuously as my hands shook with fury. But I couldn't do it. I was not cruel. I was just weak and powerless, I realised this and I bursted into tears. Angus allowed me to cry for a while before he came to me. He placed his hand on my shoulders and he stared into my eyes. His touch was warm but his eyes still lacked warmth. it chilled my soul with fear. "You can't do it. Can you?", he asked and I felt like stabbing him with the knife again. "Believe whatever you like, I won't try to change your mind. Your friend is gone forever, you should let her go", he said and tears streamed down my face. "I hate you", I told him. And I meant it. "I know. You just can't help this attraction". As if to prove his point, he slammed his lips on mine. Shaking my head, I began to fight him. But it was irrelevant. It felt as if I was fighting myself. I let go and I let the emotions control me. I kissed him back. Angus devoured my mouth vigorously, his mouth moving in sync with mine. He trailed his hand from my shoulder down to my lower back and a tremor ran through me. He sucked on my lips as he thrusted his tongue into my mouth. With a final tug at my lip, we finally broke free of ourselves. "I have prepared a meal for us.", he told me. Immediately my ear caught on the word 'meal', my throat suddenly became dry and I started looking around the room, making Angus to smile. But I didn't care. I just wanted the meal even if it was leftover. That was when he grabbed my hand. "Let's take a bath together ", he said and as if he realised I was about to decline, he pulled me towards the bathroom. When we got in, he released my hand and he began to undress. I quickly turned around and he chuckled. "I'm all done now." I turned only to find him streaked naked. I squealed and was about to turn away when he took hold of my hand and I was twirled around till I was facing him. Heat rose on my cheeks as I tried not to look at him. He laughed and it felt strange to my ears. Strangely nice. It was unusual to hear the ever moody Angus smile let alone laugh. " Don't tell me you've never seen a man's nakedness before", he teased and I looked away, but he did not allow me to wallow in timidity. He kissed me and I grew a bit confident. "We need to bath now", he murmmured against my lips and we unlocked the kiss. I stood before him while he stared expectedly at me. Blinking severally, I stepped closer to him and I turned my back to him. He loosened my "chest_wrap" and I uncovered my chest. Holding his gaze, I loosened my wrapper until I was standing purely naked before him. That evening, Angus bath for me and fed me. It was the first time I ate an healthy food. The very first time I ate a warm food. The first time I ate to my full. "Freye, lay with me", he said and my eyes widened with shock. "M.m.master?", I gasped and he shook his head. "Call me Angus whenever you are here with me", he told me and I nodded, a bit reluctant. "A_Angus", I said and the name felt so natural on my lips, as if I had always called it. He must have felt the same because he brought me to his chest and he kissed me. That night, I slept on the same bed as Angus. I waited so long for him to make sexual advancement to me but he did not. And I was ready. When sleep began to drift me away, he whispered into my ear. "Dear Freye, be mine. Be my mistress and my woman. I will share with you not only my bed but my warmth. I might not love you but I shall care for you as I do all things mine. Be mine Under The Oak, in secret", he said and I knew, I had just entered into a consensual slavery
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