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WitchFall Udora's Fate in My Hands
I tried to pull away from Mathis, but his light grip turned biting. “Ouch!” I have to get out of here. “Now, now Spitfire…Haven’t we discussed this?” He means that he’s in charge and I’m helpless. I thought in terror. “This is all because you want to make love to me?” I asked tenuously. Utterly confused at the length he was going to press the issue. “Love?” He scoffed. “Not in the least. I don’t make love. I’m no hero for a lady to fall in love with.” He said it with such derision his meaning was clear. “Haven’t you figured that out by now?” He’s right. He’s vile. Completely evil. The villain. “So, you want to make me miserable?” I asked in a shuddering voice. Understanding dawning with awful clarity. “Only as much as you can possibly endure.” I stared at him in horror. He laughed coldly. “Come, Spitfire. It’s time you see.” See what? He caught my hand as he turned and pulled me behind him. I’m going to find out. But I badly, badly, didn’t want to. Though his grip wasn’
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I was staring at Udora’s silhouette in her cage. Not even completely certain it was her since I couldn’t see her at all. It could be his dark magic. But part of me knew this was just me trying to talk myself out of doing what he was about to ask me to. Something horrible. I remembered what he’d said twice now. I don’t lie. “Is it really her.” “Every inch.” He affirmed triumphantly. Beginning to back up, in the opposite direction Pulling my hand with him. Forcing me to follow on stilted feet. As we passed the stairs and reached the darker side of the dungeon, things grew astronomically more dreadful. I bumped into something I thought was a pillar and jumped forward. Nearly slamming into Mathis who laughed cruelly as his hand swept my lower back. “Have a look at what you’re so callously bumping into.” He laughingly directed. Opening his other hand allowed a red and orange fire to bloom to life in his palm. Brightening this bleak corner. And I realized that the slight creaking I
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“It’s what I’m feeling right now.” “Yes. But why?” “Because what you’re going to do to me is wrong.” “Ah, ah.” He tsked. Strolling around the table and dragging his hand along it as though it were the most perfectly formed thing in creation. “Let’s be honest, shall we?” He gave me a chiding look. “It’s not merely what I’m going to do to you.” His voice rose in a pleasant, friendly way. “It’s what you’ve invited me to do.” “Invited?” My voice rose on a shrill note. I massaged the bicep I gripped in an effort to soothe myself. Still standing naked and fighting the urge to fully cover myself. “I’ve invited nothing!” “Haven’t you?” He tilted his head thoughtfully as he rounded to stand next to me. Facing the table but nearly shoulder to shoulder with me as he peered sideways. “Wasn’t it you that followed a man into the woods, alone?” “I-I…” “Wasn’t it?” He demanded. “I did but-” “And did you not sit behind that bush and watch me unclothe and climb into that water. Did you not st
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Panic tore through me and I gave him a panicked look. Straining against leather straps which bound my neck, biceps, waist, thighs and ankles. There was nothing I could do. Nowhere I could go. I was completely at his mercy. “Don’t do this to me, Mathis.” He scoffed. “Where’s all that fire now?” “I can’t do this.” “It’s too late. You’re here. And you’re mine. And I’m going to draw what I need from you.” “What you need?” I was panting in terror. Making my breasts raise and drop. I was positioned horribly awkwardly. Tilted up so my weight was resting along my lower back against the backrest and my thighs which were parted and braced on the parted leg boards. I writhed trying to find a better position, but I was completely immobilized. Unable to find any leverage. “As I said…” He was using that dreadfully soothing voice again. Circling away from the lever and caressing a hand lovingly on my body as he followed the edge of the wood frame pinning me. “The man can only be what he is by
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Suddenly the clouds moved over the light above and it turned silvery in the hollow chamber again and I could see Mathis lowering slowly out of view. His gaze meeting mine as he crouched low to the stone floor. “What are you doing?” “Beginning to kill your spirit, Spitfire.” Suddenly I felt something long and hot enter the corridor of my body. It was wet and smooth and far too thin to be what he’d put in me before. I leaned up as much as I could but could see nothing. I felt the limb inside me curling upward and stretching me in different directions. Sifting through my soft folds to find the tender skin in every hollow. Lathing it until I felt my body tensing and my stomach straining against the buckle as my back tried to arch but could not. He adjusted his position and leaned up enough I could see that his eyes were now just dark hollows in his skull. Seeming empty of any eyeball. And a long thin tongue stretched from his mouth to disappear from view. A In me. I realized. Starin
Last Updated : 2022-06-21WitchFall Glimpsing Monsters
Soon I saw the dark filmy fingers of his energy creep into that corner and sap even the light from the mouse. Leaving him shriveled. The tiny animal exhaled a last wispy breath which frosted in the cold air as he died. When had it gotten so cold? Is that what I’ll be like when Mathis is done with me? Mathis’ head fell and he peered down at me through all that black hair. Clenching the rough wood on each side of my hips as if to hold the table even more steady wo he could ram into me. Battering my cervix with his hard length. He took me so roughly the leather creaked, and the wood of the table rattled with each violent thrust. I gritted my teeth, tucking my head against the pain as I felt like my body was being boiled while he stole my spirit from me. Everything ached and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take without giving up. Finally, he tossed his head back. Black hair rolling down his back and roared an inhuman sound. Filling me with his cum and making the burning within m
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I was beyond relieved to be leaving that horrible place and couldn’t wait to hear Udora’s voice. To see her face. And to get her out of here. “Here.” Mathis moved his hands around behind me, and just suddenly he was putting a blanket over my shoulders. I didn’t know where it’d come from or where it’d been, but it was around me now. I cringed a little at the thought. We headed out of the chamber through the press of dangling bodies. I brushed close to one and noticed that there were black veins marring her skin and strange egg-shaped lumps under her flesh. All the women looked at me with pleading eyes. Their mouths moved but no words came out. And the heat…that incredible heat. It made it hard to breathe in here. The sense of suffering was so heavy that it was almost a dank feeling in the room. Grief, pain, mourning what they’d lost. I hadn’t felt it coming in but now it seemed like my senses were heightened. All I wanted was to get out of here with my friend. We came to just
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I stared at his profile, disgust written over my face. He yanked the chain, and it pulled the cap open. Dousing her in cold water. A raging outpouring that hit her roughly enough to make her body dip under the pressure. He dragged rough hands over her body. Smearing away the dirt and filth that had stained her skin so darkly. She put her forehead against the tile. Feeling some deep emotion, she wasn’t expressing. Fear? Disgust? Revulsion? I couldn’t tell. All I saw was submission. He caught her shoulders and flipped her around. She pulled her head back from the water and tipped it to evade having the cold water flooding into her face. He roughly scrubbed down the front of her. His hands brisk enough that her whole body moved with each scrubbing touch. Her small breasts bobbing and the soft tissue of her belly adjusting. He’s being far from gentle. He acted more as if this was an inconvenience than something that was bringing her pleasure. It seemed very different from how h
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I froze in the blackness. Horrified that I was trapped. “Come on.” I could hear amusement in his voice and realized he was right next to me. He closed the door as he came down behind me. He knows I was petrified. He caught the back of my arm and held on as we went down the stairs, as if worried I might trip. I called him out. “Is that so I won’t fall or run?” “Both.” “Mathis?” I heard Udora’s soft voice calling. “Is that you? You’ve left me down here far too long this time!” She sounded annoyed. I paused on the steps in confusion. What’s she mean by that? Mathis turned his hand, I could just barely see the outline of it in the dark. A cool green flame burst to life and stretched aobut a foot up from his palm. Illuminating his features. He put a finger to his lips to indicate I should be quiet. I gave him an incredulous look. Wondering why I would obey him now.
