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Suddenly his fingers tightened, twisting in my hair and wrenching my head back.

“Urrk.” I was really struggling this time… to no avail. My body simply didn’t respond.

His other hand reach down a laid suddenly long, sharp nails against my throat…
-Since when did he have those.- I thought. I had a bad feeling about this.

A shock ran through my body. Something was very, very wrong here.
As if confirming this instinct he froze my body with a thought.

“My, my, my. You ARE a talented little thing, aren’t you, my beauty. Such raw power hiding under that quiet little facade you have built. Such strength and potency. Oh yes, even my Grand Master will be impressed. Are you afraid, my pretty?”

Closer to terrified actually.

“Yesssss,” His voice was a snake like hiss. “I sense you are. I can taste it rising from you…”

His voice had changed. It was deeper, more sinister and oddly double toned. It was almost as if there was another voice overlaying his.
While I was noting this he continued to speak.

“So much potential,” the claws traced patters over my face before dropping back to my throat. “You could have been so much, but now, my half wild one…” The claws flicked. “You are MINE! You belong to ME! Get use to it!”

((Arrrggg… Dream on… CREEP!))

That was NOT a good idea. ‘Snickt’ went one of those razored talons. A thin trickle of blood welled from the small cut. He scooped it up with one talon, right back to the cut and tasted it.

Something started at that point and spread, a slow burning like acid, to every point of my body.

It hurt!

A lot!

At first I couldn’t even squeak, the pain was that overwhelming.

When I finally caught my breath I screamed, long and loud, gasping like a beached fish. I swore mentally, over and over and over again.