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Post by Simon Montague on Apr 2, 2014 3:23:01 GMT -5
They met at a coffee shop. She was striking with vibrant green eyes and bold red hair, and he was charming, easy going, and handsome. Neither was who they appeared to be, both thought themselves to be more dangerous than the other, only one of them was right.
Simon brushed Athena’s hair back revealing her face to him, such a beautiful face, all creamy white like the rest of her, and soft. It wasn't until she opened her eyes that you could see, Athena had a chord of strength in her. She had seen too much and fought so hard, but in the end it didn’t matter. Well perhaps it mattered a little. Athena was just the kind of girl Simon liked. He liked the look of strength, he liked breaking a person beyond broken, and sometimes he just liked to put them out of their misery.
“Come on love… wake for me.” He pleaded, it was no fun to play with them when they were asleep, well it was fun, it just wasn’t as fun as when they were awake. He longed to see the confusion in her eyes as she tried to adjust to her surroundings. He waited to see her struggle against the magical ropes that kept her hands and feet bound. Most of all he anticipated the fear that would come when she realized she was naked, trapped, and truly helpless.
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