p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Day 2/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Your dress is already spoiled. Unlike the other part of the Sanctuary that you remember, this room is a bit dingy and it messes with your clothes. Not that the horrible colour purple you were forced to wear matters to you but because you feel like a dirty little mess before him./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You think it is about midday, you can´t really tell the time, but you spent at least 5 or 6 hours of nervous sleeping. You prayed as soon as you woke up in a low voice so that he doesn´t notice, but you intuit that somehow he can read people´s minds. You don´t care, at least this time. After all, God is your only hope of salvation but deeply inside you know there is none. How is He going to save you from the claws of this monster when the world is ended and you are left alone with him?/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You hear the door creack again and you hurry to sit straight, your body rushed by adrenaline ready to run… to nowhere. He is carrying a tray with big green grapes. Your mouth is watering already and your heart pumps harder as he gets closer to you. He looks at you. There´s something so charming about him that it results intimidating, not to mention that he is the Antichrist and he wants your soul./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span-Kneel with palms up on your thighs /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You don´t want him to go away with such delicious fruit so you obey with your eyes fixed on the floor, shaking. He leans down then in front of you and sat with a satisfied smile on the floor./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Look at me /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You shake your head no, too afraid to see him in the eyes, so he tilts your chin up and you are forced to meet his style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou find it soothing somehow and you swallow strongly to try and control your trembling body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Open your mouth –He says moving his hand to your cheek /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You don´t dare touch the food so you do as you are told and he puts a grape on your tongue. You can savor the taste of his fingertips in every piece of fruit you eat. He doesn´t stop looking into your eyes, delighted by your helplessness. You hate him, with all your strength and you want to erase that cheeky smirk of his face. You don´t think much about it and when he puts another grape into your mouth, you bite his fingers. He hisses and slaps your cheek which is red now. You hold your tears in inhaling deeply. It just takes a second for him to compose himself and putting his fingers softly onto your cheek again forcing you to meet his now darker gaze once more. He continues feeding you the same way without saying a style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanEven though the grapes are sweet and juicy, you can barely chew, trapped in a nervous state, being fed by this style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe knows it, so close to you feeling your body heat. He takes advantage of that and caresses your hurt cheek lightly with his fingers. That´s enough to bring you to tears loosing out the remains of control. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please –you sob hiding your face into his palm – Please leave me alone. What do you want instead of my soul? I´ll do anything but just leave me alone, please…!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He hugs you soft and ceremoniously laying his head on yours, shushing you and making you even more terrified in his arms./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Oh dear, I know you will. You´ll do anything that I want but I will also have your soul. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Never – you dare to speak angrily between your sobs/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He lets out a small laugh /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I know it´s not a virtue, but I´m so impatient to taste that word of yours. You´ll find I can be very style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You continue crying at his evil words, it seems like you can´t stop and as he finds he can no longer feed you properly in that state, he moves his hand to your nape and he traces his other hand above your puffy sobbing face. Your eyelids feel heavy and you fall asleep. He lays you down delicately on the floor. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Sleep tight, little one,span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanyou´ll need it –he says walking away with the tray. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Day 2: night time./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Surprisingly, you wake up completely rested. Your muscles and joints feel vibrant and strong. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"The last thing you remember is his hand above your face and that ocean blue eyes fading away. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You didn´t dream about anything in particular, you´ve already past that phase where you dreamed of a world recovered. Suddenly you hear the door squeak again. span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe is standing there by it, but he doesn´t move. He is observing you like a hunter studying his prey and you could swear his jaw trembles a little when he licks his lips./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Follow me –he commands, but you try with your hands to help you go backwards as you are sat on the floor. You look around everywhere praying for an angel to subtract you from there but without avail. He rolls his eyes losing his calmness, and then he approaches to you and grabs you by the hair with fierceness forcing you to crawl on all fours at his style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Do . I. Really. Have. To repeat. Myself? –he raises his voice while he drags you out of the room. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You cry out in pain, flurried, trying to escape his grip but at the same time having to use your hands to maintain balance while you move./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please! –you shout out but he ignores style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"As soons as he enters another room and drops you there, you keep crawling by yourself to get as far as you can from him. You stand in a corner, with your back against a wall, panting. He breathes loud, also agitated. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I´ll be back soon. Don´t miss me, sweetheart. –he says enjoying his own sarcasm and leaves you there as he closes the door. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"The room is really big compared with the other one where you were. It´s well illuminated and the furniture has that ancient gothic style that combines perfectly with the darkness that surrounds the Sanctuary and his owner. There is a king size bed in the centre of the place with long clean white sheets and a bright red blanket. You are stunned by the luxury considering the conditions in which you have been before but you also can´t forget that Michael is going to come back. It seem like he can hear your thought because in a moment you turn to look at the door and he is there with a wooden bucket of water in his hand that he proceeds to leave on the floor. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Take off your dress –he sounds sharply and steady./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Your heart is going to burst as your jaw drops open, disoriented and fearful like a kitten under a storm./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Wh… what?/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Haven´t I made myself clear, darling? –he says advancing a pair of steps towards you. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You swallow remembering what happened the last time you disobeyed him. You stand up with shaky legs and bring your hands to the zip of the upper part of your dress that is on your back. You look at him with beggy eyes that search for mercy but you find none in his steady gaze. You can´t unzip it with your sweaty fingers, or maybe you are just trying to lose time trying to change his opinion. He notices that and he approaches to you, standing straight just a few centimeters in front of you, in silence, fixing his eyes on yours, making you completely understand that you have no choice. Finally you unzip it and the dress slides down your body as you quickly cover your breasts with your arms and try to bend your legs together to hide your sex. He walks to stand behind your back, tracing delicately his fingers over your shoulders, making you shudder. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please don´t do this, please I´m begging you, I´m a virgin, please — you say feeling weak under his touch./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Oh, sweetheart, I already know –he speaks in your neck sending a shiver down your spine –But you don´t have to worry – he continues in a much lower voice and lets out a small laugh – at least this time. I just want to see the part of you that humiliates you the most, to find that weak spot of your soul that can´t take it anymore and is ready to surrender to me. And trust me on this, I´ll reach to that point and when that happens, you´ll be begging me to fuck you. To devour your body. And to rip your senseless purity apart. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are lost and frightened under those words even though you can´t believe what you heard. You can feel him smirk archly and his nose barely touching the skin of your neck, and that´s enough to make your legs bend weak. He catches you surrounding your waist with his arm, preventing you from falling and he carefully puts you on a kneeling position on the style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe brings the bucket to him with just a movement of his palm and he takes a wet sponge from it. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are still covering your body as much as you can but it seems ridiculous under his purpose. Your eyes are fixed on the bed, trying to avoid contact with him in any possible way. You think you are going to cry, your body is rigid, but when he silkily moves your hair away from your back, a relaxing feeling invade your core and you surrender to the touch of his hands and the perfectly warm water. He finishes bathing your back and he leans down in front of you. You can´t look at the bed anymore cause your vision is now cut by his black suit./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Uncover your breasts – he says in a soft but steady tone into your ear. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You lay down your trembling arms in a slow motion and bite your bottom lip aggressively to cope with the shame of showing your nudity to him. The sponge circles your breasts and goes down your chest to your stomach, making it sink at the feeling. It continues going down and now he tilts your chin up and stares deeply into your eyes as he delivers the sponge to the mount of style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou feel it come softly down and forward your slit and you tremble at that movement and his mouth millimeters close to yours. When he continues with your legs you exhale and inhale deeply since you were holding your breath and he smiles pleased. You hate him, you really do, but at the same time you have a hot knot in your belly and your temperature raises up and it´s not because of your red cheeks or because of him scanning now your naked moist style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He stands up and walks towards a dark brown shelf to take a towel and a wooden hairbrush. You take advantage of that to try and cover your chest again but when he comes back committed to wipe your body, you let the attempts aside. He is gentle much to your surprise and he is even gentler when he starts brushing your hair. But it´s not a good kind of gentle, this man can turn a feather into a sadistic weapon and you can feel a dark lust emanating of his body as he remains silent with his task. You can´t bear it anymore, the way he looks at you, controlling your entire being, enjoyingspan style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanevery part of your uncovered skin and you do it. Adrenaline lets your hand push the bucket, splashing out the water and messing his clothes. You look at him in fear, unable to control your reactions. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-You stubborn little girl –he says slowly, removing the brush of your hair as you flinch, expecting him to slap you, but he doesn´t. He walks to the bed, takes off his wet garment revealing a black shirt and seats down there – I was going to finish brushing your hair but since you are so eager for a punishment, I think maybe I should use the brush for something else, don´t you think so? – He says unzipping the bottoms of his wrists and rolling up his sleeves while he clears his throat in an intimidating way – Come here, darling –he taps on his lap./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are angry and full of fear at the same time but you know you fucked up with that defiant action. You stand up and walk to him, trying to maintain your body balance as you shake with your arms crossed over your chest, looking at him with glassy style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-That´s a good girl –he says while easily manipulating your body to lay you down on your belly across his lap. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"It´s a good thing you don´t have to worry about him seeing your breasts in this position but your bare bottom and sex are exposed at him and you squirm in the discomfort of thinking of him seeing you like that; so he traces his fingers over your butt and you froze, watchful. Suddenly, he spanks you with the back of the brush. You gasp and try to crawl away./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Quiet, babygirl – he grabs your hair and tilts your head back to stop your movements. Then he spanks you a second time and a third one on your other buttock. It stings and you clench the sheets with your fingers. The fourth and the fifth time are really hard and make you cry out in pain. He doesn´t seem to care as he continues dropping again and again the wood on your skin. It is changing from pink to red very rapidly and you lose count of the spanks. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-PLEASE! – you start to beg with tears flowing out of your eyes –It´s too much! –you yell and kick as he spanks you again. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I know you can take it, babygirl./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I can´t, I can´t! –you scream, the sound of the brush slapping across your skin. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I thought you were really enjoying teasing me like that, weren´t you? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I´m sorry!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Are you? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-YES, I AM. I AM SO SORRY, SIR – you sob and squirm./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I believe you, darling, I truly do. I just wanna make sure you leave your brattiness aside./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He spanks you three more times and you cry, unable to stop your tears. He stops and breathes to compose himself availing you to let it all out. When you are calming down, he releases your hair and you rest your head on the style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-You´re a monster –you murmur making him smirk./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-That´s a subjective definition. You know? I think that maybe… -he turn the brush so that the bristles touch you behind your knee. The nerves of that part making you shiver –maybe this monster is going to enjoy not only acquiring your soul, but corrupting it before –He slides the bristles along the back of your thighs and you gasp at the sensation, heat coming up your body – And maybe you´re gonna enjoy the ways of this monster too – He reaches your slit with the bristles and moves them back and forward. You are nervous, but it´s an incredibly soft and pleasurable feeling you never felt before as you considered touching yourself a sin. A moan escape your lips, although you don´t want it, and makes you embarrassed. He growls and continues the movement in a slow and tedious motion. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please – you let out in an agitated breath/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please what, darling? – he taunts you in a lower voice /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You clench the sheets harder to try and control yourself. You are unable to speak to tell him to stop but at the same time It messes with your head the thinking that you don´t want him to stop. Your body tenses up and something inside your sex is gripping with all its force. You gasp and moan again and again, out of your mind, shame forgotten by excitement and pleasure. And just when a rush of hot electricity is going to make you convulse, he stops. You kick, frustrated and he lets out a small laugh. You look at him, blood flushing your cheeks, surprised at what you felt but at the same time claiming for more. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Yes, darling? Something to say? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You open your lips for a few seconds./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-No – you say panting and swallowing, trying to create a proud appearance. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Good./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He moves your legs so he can stand up and he walks to the same shelf and opens a drawer under it. You rapidly use that moment to sit down, even though your butt stings, and hide your body under the sheets, bringing them tight to your chest. He turns around and finds you like that and he laughs, throwing a white silk nightgown onto the bed. One of your arms shyly reaches it while you look at him asking for permission. He nods and you dress up as quick as you can. You feel more secure now if that can be possible with the Antichrist standing there but then you notice he is holding something like a red ribbon in his other hand. The silence in the room is really uncomfortable and you don´t know if you should move or speak. He is just there contemplating you, analyzing the gestures your face makes when you look askance at him. Finally you reach braveness and watch him steady in the eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Umm… -you whisper and all of a sudden he transports himself millimeters away from you on the bed in a pair of seconds. It frightens you but you find it fascinating at the same time – What are you doing? – you ask when he starts to put the red ribbon around your neck. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-This… - he says, his fingers deliciously skimming your neck – This is a symbol of my ownership – he finishes his task and looks at your shocked face –Yes, I´m not expecting you to agree with it or to consider it a nice present, but you are gonna get used to it./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He traces his fingers along your collar bones and you realized it is actually a collar, a thin blood red one with an O-ring pending under your throat. But you don´t say anything, you know it´s risky and you had enough today. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Now… – he says as he takes off his shirt revealing his body. His torso is not bulky but it has delicate lines that define his muscles and his pale skin outshines the light of the room. You are stunned because of his beauty and can´t believe how this angelic man that seems come out of a painting can be so evil –I offer you an invitation to sleep in this bed with me – he continues as he accommodates himself under the sheets – I understand if you don´t want, but considering I never made this invitation to anyone before the world ended, I would think about it if I were you./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I prefer the floor, thank you – you mumble proud and stand up off of the bed. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Whatever you chose, darling –he laughs at your attitude and lays back on his side to watch you walk style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You reach to the corner of the room and lay down on the floor. Unlike the mattress, it´s cold and hurts your bones and your red butt. The sleeveless nightgown is not enough to prevent you from shaking, since it barely goes down to your style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou squirm and move into fetal position like a ball of wool giving your back at him, who takes pleasure in your discomfort. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-God, give me strength –you whisper barely audible to yourself. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He smiles./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span–Sweet dreams, babygirl. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Sleep has reached you both five hours ago, except that for him it has been a peaceful state and for you it´s been a nightmare. Even though you are asleep at the moment, you continue shaking and trying to get away from the coldness but with every hour it seems to get worse. The noises of discomfort you make finally awake him and he looks at you again from the bed. The whiteness of your nightgown and your constant squirming make you just a tempting innocent usnack/u in his eyes. And the mix of that purity with his red mark on your neck causes him to growl and get up. He leans down where you are and softly touches your arm. It´s frozen and it doesn´t surprise to him that you don´t wake up at his touch if your heart is beating at such a slow pace as he can scan. He then lifts you up in his arms like a bride and lays you down on the bed with him beside you. Once he covers you with the sheets, you are still shaking, so he hugs you with your head on his chest and you immediately calm down, feeling a magical change of temperature in your body./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Day 2/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Your dress is already spoiled. Unlike the other part of the Sanctuary that you remember, this room is a bit dingy and it messes with your clothes. Not that the horrible colour purple you were forced to wear matters to you but because you feel like a dirty little mess before him./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You think it is about midday, you can´t really tell the time, but you spent at least 5 or 6 hours of nervous sleeping. You prayed as soon as you woke up in a low voice so that he doesn´t notice, but you intuit that somehow he can read people´s minds. You don´t care, at least this time. After all, God is your only hope of salvation but deeply inside you know there is none. How is He going to save you from the claws of this monster when the world is ended and you are left alone with him?/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You hear the door creack again and you hurry to sit straight, your body rushed by adrenaline ready to run… to nowhere. He is carrying a tray with big green grapes. Your mouth is watering already and your heart pumps harder as he gets closer to you. He looks at you. There´s something so charming about him that it results intimidating, not to mention that he is the Antichrist and he wants your soul./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span-Kneel with palms up on your thighs /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You don´t want him to go away with such delicious fruit so you obey with your eyes fixed on the floor, shaking. He leans down then in front of you and sat with a satisfied smile on the floor./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Look at me /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You shake your head no, too afraid to see him in the eyes, so he tilts your chin up and you are forced to meet his style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou find it soothing somehow and you swallow strongly to try and control your trembling body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Open your mouth –He says moving his hand to your cheek /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You don´t dare touch the food so you do as you are told and he puts a grape on your tongue. You can savor the taste of his fingertips in every piece of fruit you eat. He doesn´t stop looking into your eyes, delighted by your helplessness. You hate him, with all your strength and you want to erase that cheeky smirk of his face. You don´t think much about it and when he puts another grape into your mouth, you bite his fingers. He hisses and slaps your cheek which is red now. You hold your tears in inhaling deeply. It just takes a second for him to compose himself and putting his fingers softly onto your cheek again forcing you to meet his now darker gaze once more. He continues feeding you the same way without saying a style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanEven though the grapes are sweet and juicy, you can barely chew, trapped in a nervous state, being fed by this style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe knows it, so close to you feeling your body heat. He takes advantage of that and caresses your hurt cheek lightly with his fingers. That´s enough to bring you to tears loosing out the remains of control. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please –you sob hiding your face into his palm – Please leave me alone. What do you want instead of my soul? I´ll do anything but just leave me alone, please…!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He hugs you soft and ceremoniously laying his head on yours, shushing you and making you even more terrified in his arms./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Oh dear, I know you will. You´ll do anything that I want but I will also have your soul. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Never – you dare to speak angrily between your sobs/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He lets out a small laugh /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I know it´s not a virtue, but I´m so impatient to taste that word of yours. You´ll find I can be very style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You continue crying at his evil words, it seems like you can´t stop and as he finds he can no longer feed you properly in that state, he moves his hand to your nape and he traces his other hand above your puffy sobbing face. Your eyelids feel heavy and you fall asleep. He lays you down delicately on the floor. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Sleep tight, little one,span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanyou´ll need it –he says walking away with the tray. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Day 2: night time./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Surprisingly, you wake up completely rested. Your muscles and joints feel vibrant and strong. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"The last thing you remember is his hand above your face and that ocean blue eyes fading away. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You didn´t dream about anything in particular, you´ve already past that phase where you dreamed of a world recovered. Suddenly you hear the door squeak again. span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe is standing there by it, but he doesn´t move. He is observing you like a hunter studying his prey and you could swear his jaw trembles a little when he licks his lips./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Follow me –he commands, but you try with your hands to help you go backwards as you are sat on the floor. You look around everywhere praying for an angel to subtract you from there but without avail. He rolls his eyes losing his calmness, and then he approaches to you and grabs you by the hair with fierceness forcing you to crawl on all fours at his style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Do . I. Really. Have. To repeat. Myself? –he raises his voice while he drags you out of the room. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You cry out in pain, flurried, trying to escape his grip but at the same time having to use your hands to maintain balance while you move./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please! –you shout out but he ignores style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"As soons as he enters another room and drops you there, you keep crawling by yourself to get as far as you can from him. You stand in a corner, with your back against a wall, panting. He breathes loud, also agitated. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I´ll be back soon. Don´t miss me, sweetheart. –he says enjoying his own sarcasm and leaves you there as he closes the door. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"The room is really big compared with the other one where you were. It´s well illuminated and the furniture has that ancient gothic style that combines perfectly with the darkness that surrounds the Sanctuary and his owner. There is a king size bed in the centre of the place with long clean white sheets and a bright red blanket. You are stunned by the luxury considering the conditions in which you have been before but you also can´t forget that Michael is going to come back. It seem like he can hear your thought because in a moment you turn to look at the door and he is there with a wooden bucket of water in his hand that he proceeds to leave on the floor. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Take off your dress –he sounds sharply and steady./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Your heart is going to burst as your jaw drops open, disoriented and fearful like a kitten under a storm./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Wh… what?/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Haven´t I made myself clear, darling? –he says advancing a pair of steps towards you. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You swallow remembering what happened the last time you disobeyed him. You stand up with shaky legs and bring your hands to the zip of the upper part of your dress that is on your back. You look at him with beggy eyes that search for mercy but you find none in his steady gaze. You can´t unzip it with your sweaty fingers, or maybe you are just trying to lose time trying to change his opinion. He notices that and he approaches to you, standing straight just a few centimeters in front of you, in silence, fixing his eyes on yours, making you completely understand that you have no choice. Finally you unzip it and the dress slides down your body as you quickly cover your breasts with your arms and try to bend your legs together to hide your sex. He walks to stand behind your back, tracing delicately his fingers over your shoulders, making you shudder. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please don´t do this, please I´m begging you, I´m a virgin, please — you say feeling weak under his touch./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Oh, sweetheart, I already know –he speaks in your neck sending a shiver down your spine –But you don´t have to worry – he continues in a much lower voice and lets out a small laugh – at least this time. I just want to see the part of you that humiliates you the most, to find that weak spot of your soul that can´t take it anymore and is ready to surrender to me. And trust me on this, I´ll reach to that point and when that happens, you´ll be begging me to fuck you. To devour your body. And to rip your senseless purity apart. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are lost and frightened under those words even though you can´t believe what you heard. You can feel him smirk archly and his nose barely touching the skin of your neck, and that´s enough to make your legs bend weak. He catches you surrounding your waist with his arm, preventing you from falling and he carefully puts you on a kneeling position on the style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanHe brings the bucket to him with just a movement of his palm and he takes a wet sponge from it. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are still covering your body as much as you can but it seems ridiculous under his purpose. Your eyes are fixed on the bed, trying to avoid contact with him in any possible way. You think you are going to cry, your body is rigid, but when he silkily moves your hair away from your back, a relaxing feeling invade your core and you surrender to the touch of his hands and the perfectly warm water. He finishes bathing your back and he leans down in front of you. You can´t look at the bed anymore cause your vision is now cut by his black suit./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Uncover your breasts – he says in a soft but steady tone into your ear. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You lay down your trembling arms in a slow motion and bite your bottom lip aggressively to cope with the shame of showing your nudity to him. The sponge circles your breasts and goes down your chest to your stomach, making it sink at the feeling. It continues going down and now he tilts your chin up and stares deeply into your eyes as he delivers the sponge to the mount of style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou feel it come softly down and forward your slit and you tremble at that movement and his mouth millimeters close to yours. When he continues with your legs you exhale and inhale deeply since you were holding your breath and he smiles pleased. You hate him, you really do, but at the same time you have a hot knot in your belly and your temperature raises up and it´s not because of your red cheeks or because of him scanning now your naked moist style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He stands up and walks towards a dark brown shelf to take a towel and a wooden hairbrush. You take advantage of that to try and cover your chest again but when he comes back committed to wipe your body, you let the attempts aside. He is gentle much to your surprise and he is even gentler when he starts brushing your hair. But it´s not a good kind of gentle, this man can turn a feather into a sadistic weapon and you can feel a dark lust emanating of his body as he remains silent with his task. You can´t bear it anymore, the way he looks at you, controlling your entire being, enjoyingspan style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanevery part of your uncovered skin and you do it. Adrenaline lets your hand push the bucket, splashing out the water and messing his clothes. You look at him in fear, unable to control your reactions. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-You stubborn little girl –he says slowly, removing the brush of your hair as you flinch, expecting him to slap you, but he doesn´t. He walks to the bed, takes off his wet garment revealing a black shirt and seats down there – I was going to finish brushing your hair but since you are so eager for a punishment, I think maybe I should use the brush for something else, don´t you think so? – He says unzipping the bottoms of his wrists and rolling up his sleeves while he clears his throat in an intimidating way – Come here, darling –he taps on his lap./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You are angry and full of fear at the same time but you know you fucked up with that defiant action. You stand up and walk to him, trying to maintain your body balance as you shake with your arms crossed over your chest, looking at him with glassy style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-That´s a good girl –he says while easily manipulating your body to lay you down on your belly across his lap. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"It´s a good thing you don´t have to worry about him seeing your breasts in this position but your bare bottom and sex are exposed at him and you squirm in the discomfort of thinking of him seeing you like that; so he traces his fingers over your butt and you froze, watchful. Suddenly, he spanks you with the back of the brush. You gasp and try to crawl away./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Quiet, babygirl – he grabs your hair and tilts your head back to stop your movements. Then he spanks you a second time and a third one on your other buttock. It stings and you clench the sheets with your fingers. The fourth and the fifth time are really hard and make you cry out in pain. He doesn´t seem to care as he continues dropping again and again the wood on your skin. It is changing from pink to red very rapidly and you lose count of the spanks. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-PLEASE! – you start to beg with tears flowing out of your eyes –It´s too much! –you yell and kick as he spanks you again. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I know you can take it, babygirl./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I can´t, I can´t! –you scream, the sound of the brush slapping across your skin. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I thought you were really enjoying teasing me like that, weren´t you? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I´m sorry!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Are you? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-YES, I AM. I AM SO SORRY, SIR – you sob and squirm./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I believe you, darling, I truly do. I just wanna make sure you leave your brattiness aside./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He spanks you three more times and you cry, unable to stop your tears. He stops and breathes to compose himself availing you to let it all out. When you are calming down, he releases your hair and you rest your head on the style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-You´re a monster –you murmur making him smirk./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-That´s a subjective definition. You know? I think that maybe… -he turn the brush so that the bristles touch you behind your knee. The nerves of that part making you shiver –maybe this monster is going to enjoy not only acquiring your soul, but corrupting it before –He slides the bristles along the back of your thighs and you gasp at the sensation, heat coming up your body – And maybe you´re gonna enjoy the ways of this monster too – He reaches your slit with the bristles and moves them back and forward. You are nervous, but it´s an incredibly soft and pleasurable feeling you never felt before as you considered touching yourself a sin. A moan escape your lips, although you don´t want it, and makes you embarrassed. He growls and continues the movement in a slow and tedious motion. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please – you let out in an agitated breath/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Please what, darling? – he taunts you in a lower voice /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You clench the sheets harder to try and control yourself. You are unable to speak to tell him to stop but at the same time It messes with your head the thinking that you don´t want him to stop. Your body tenses up and something inside your sex is gripping with all its force. You gasp and moan again and again, out of your mind, shame forgotten by excitement and pleasure. And just when a rush of hot electricity is going to make you convulse, he stops. You kick, frustrated and he lets out a small laugh. You look at him, blood flushing your cheeks, surprised at what you felt but at the same time claiming for more. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Yes, darling? Something to say? /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You open your lips for a few seconds./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-No – you say panting and swallowing, trying to create a proud appearance. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Good./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He moves your legs so he can stand up and he walks to the same shelf and opens a drawer under it. You rapidly use that moment to sit down, even though your butt stings, and hide your body under the sheets, bringing them tight to your chest. He turns around and finds you like that and he laughs, throwing a white silk nightgown onto the bed. One of your arms shyly reaches it while you look at him asking for permission. He nods and you dress up as quick as you can. You feel more secure now if that can be possible with the Antichrist standing there but then you notice he is holding something like a red ribbon in his other hand. The silence in the room is really uncomfortable and you don´t know if you should move or speak. He is just there contemplating you, analyzing the gestures your face makes when you look askance at him. Finally you reach braveness and watch him steady in the eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Umm… -you whisper and all of a sudden he transports himself millimeters away from you on the bed in a pair of seconds. It frightens you but you find it fascinating at the same time – What are you doing? – you ask when he starts to put the red ribbon around your neck. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-This… - he says, his fingers deliciously skimming your neck – This is a symbol of my ownership – he finishes his task and looks at your shocked face –Yes, I´m not expecting you to agree with it or to consider it a nice present, but you are gonna get used to it./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He traces his fingers along your collar bones and you realized it is actually a collar, a thin blood red one with an O-ring pending under your throat. But you don´t say anything, you know it´s risky and you had enough today. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Now… – he says as he takes off his shirt revealing his body. His torso is not bulky but it has delicate lines that define his muscles and his pale skin outshines the light of the room. You are stunned because of his beauty and can´t believe how this angelic man that seems come out of a painting can be so evil –I offer you an invitation to sleep in this bed with me – he continues as he accommodates himself under the sheets – I understand if you don´t want, but considering I never made this invitation to anyone before the world ended, I would think about it if I were you./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-I prefer the floor, thank you – you mumble proud and stand up off of the bed. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-Whatever you chose, darling –he laughs at your attitude and lays back on his side to watch you walk style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"You reach to the corner of the room and lay down on the floor. Unlike the mattress, it´s cold and hurts your bones and your red butt. The sleeveless nightgown is not enough to prevent you from shaking, since it barely goes down to your style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanYou squirm and move into fetal position like a ball of wool giving your back at him, who takes pleasure in your discomfort. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"-God, give me strength –you whisper barely audible to yourself. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"He smiles./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span–Sweet dreams, babygirl. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Sleep has reached you both five hours ago, except that for him it has been a peaceful state and for you it´s been a nightmare. Even though you are asleep at the moment, you continue shaking and trying to get away from the coldness but with every hour it seems to get worse. The noises of discomfort you make finally awake him and he looks at you again from the bed. The whiteness of your nightgown and your constant squirming make you just a tempting innocent usnack/u in his eyes. And the mix of that purity with his red mark on your neck causes him to growl and get up. He leans down where you are and softly touches your arm. It´s frozen and it doesn´t surprise to him that you don´t wake up at his touch if your heart is beating at such a slow pace as he can scan. He then lifts you up in his arms like a bride and lays you down on the bed with him beside you. Once he covers you with the sheets, you are still shaking, so he hugs you with your head on his chest and you immediately calm down, feeling a magical change of temperature in your body./span/p