Puppeteer's Game Chapter 2

It was dank and cold when I had awakened, no light cast by the moon or artificial sources, and only darkness ever present. I didn't know how long I had stayed here awake with the ever potent fear asphyxiating me, but I knew it was far too long. My fingers were numb with how cold it was, and I could barely feel the dull ache behind my head from the blow to my head. My trembling kept my body ever moving but I knew it wasn't enough, if I didn't get out of this room I was completely sure I would freeze to death.

The chains rattled as my body attempted to move, but the chains held me tightly bound to the wall behind me. I didn't know who could afford such a macabre thing, but I was pretty sure that man did. For all I knew, he was some assassin hired kill me by freezing my toes off. I chuckled at my own humor, and leaned my head back against the wall. I closed my eyes savoring the only vision I had, and opened them quickly. A soft sound emanated from a close distance in front of me, and the hope that maybe I would released from this frozen hell emerged.

"I'm sorry, my beautiful cherry blossom. I forgot to turn off the A.C." I scowled irritably at the source of the noise, still unable to see anything but black. "Only a psychopathic maniac forgets to turn off an A.C they very well knew could kill me." I called out, my voice croaking slightly with thirst and the cold. "Well it seems the pink cherry has recovered her vicious tongue." the figure seemed amused, as his voice came all the closer to me. "Tell me girl, does your pretty little mouth only work when your spouting insults?" I could feel his leer from the dark undertone of his voice, making me shiver.

I stared into the dark once more looking for the man that always seemed to elude my eyes. "Is it me, or does it seem that you're always hiding in the dark? Are you scared that I might learn your stupid little identity" I called out into the dark, completely ignoring his very inappropriate question. I knew I was playing with fire when I verbally challenged him, but I could care less. I might as well die proud, than like a weak little girl. My response was met by utter silence, almost too silent for my taste. I moved my arms around slightly, breaking the silence with the seeming loud rattling.

"My, my what fire…" he was standing in front of me now, I knew it I just knew it by how a different source of air seemed to caress my cold cheek. I spat directly in front of me, and was met with a growl. I grinned widely, stared out the now spot he stood. "what? Cat got you're tongue?" I whispered, the air in front of me circulating faster. I felt two cold, and calloused hands grasp my head, disabling my heads movement, and I could literally felt my heart speed up its pace from fear. "Now who is the one that's lost for words?" two lips whispered into my ear, touching the hollow of my ear delicately.

"Don't…" before I could utter another word a pair of lips smashed into mine, stealing the little breath I'd managed to breath in. his lips were cold, and smooth a strange thing that very few boys seemed to possess in this world. I bit back a gasp as his tongue rubbed sensuously against my bottom lip, asking for entrance he knew very well he wasn't going to receive. I glared straight ahead, tightening my lips firmly as he rubbed his lips against mine. His hands traveled down to my neck and slid into the hair that was loose behind my head.

Too my horror he yanked my head back, taking a few hairs along with me as I gasped in anger thus allowing him into my mouth. Tears formed within my eyes, but I didn't let them fall and almost angrily bit down into the tongue that was still exploring my wet cavern earning myself a moan of pain and pleasure from the man. Blood slipped down our lips, and my vision began to swim as my air began to slowly give out, and the blood seemed to slide down throat. I was screaming now, yelling for him to let go, that I couldn't breathe, however he didn't stop and just continued to lick up the salty and almost metallic tasting liquid.

My vision began to blur and slowly he slid his lips away from mine, allowing me to gasp and cough in disgust as the taste of his tongue lingered in my mouth. "You Bastard! What the hell were you thinking!?" I yelled, his blood smudged surely against my lips. He laughed then, worse that the time when he had captured me. I felt his hand graze my lips, and I slid my head forward trying to bite his fingers off. "I was just admiring the merchandise, my cherry blossom. Is there a problem?" he coolly stated, pulling back his fingers before my teeth could take a bite of his fingers.

I wasn't sure whether he was amused or not, but sure enough he slid away from my form to walk a few feet to my left in the darkness. "shall we bring some light into the room, little girl?" he asked no one, and slowly the lights flickered on bringing light into a room I wish I had never seen. The bile threatened to escape my throat as I shut my eyes in disgust and abhorrence, but the only thing that managed to disturb me further was the smile the monster had for me. "What's wrong Sakura? Is there something wrong?" the beautiful man grinned deviously at me, and I finally released the scream that had been stifled since this all began.

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