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Posted March 22, 2014
Mason and tyler walked toward a small cave, guards holding their wings. Racheal was waiting inside, her eyes narrowed and a knife in her hand. "Guards, leave tyler to me. Hold mason." Tyler swollowed and yelped as he was thrown to the floor. Mason felt claws dig into his shoulders as he was forced into a keeling position. More claws held his head up enough to watch as racheal take the knife and cut one of his wings off. Tyler screeched in pain and struggled againt racheal's iron grip. Mason tryed to close his eyes but couldnt.<p> He was next for that treatment<p> shortly after tyler's wings were removed, racheal raised her claws and struck down on tyler's shirt. It was ripped away and tyler's wounds showed. Gashes on his shoulder blades and scratches on his back. Both from the damage of the claws. NOW mason struggled as the two guards shoved him forward. Racheal growled and grabed one wing. Mason curled into a ball on the floor, braceing himself for searing pain. "No!! Please!! I-im sorry!!!" He was pretty sure his eyes were spilling tears, but he didnt care. So he waited. <p> To his surprise nothing happened. He sniffed and slowly turned his head. Racheal kelt beside him and put a finger below a tear, catching it. She held it as if it were a dimond and put a claw to the back of his head. "Walk straight forward." Mason stood and went down a long tunnel to a room with doors. Inside was red carpet on the floor with a black queen sized bed with black laced pillows & curtains. Racheal lowed her claws from his head and faced him. "This is my dorm. No one else is allowed in here.....exept us." She removed his shirt with a swipe of her hand and examened his wings. "Ripping out your wings is not your punishment. Tyler got his removed because he....well, for good reason. But you, my ex, are diffrent then other boys ive trained. Do you know why?"<p> Mason winced as she gently stroaked his cheek. His mind screamed to run but his body said stay put as she gazed at him with those soft, brown eyes. "No," he managed to whisper at last. Racheal removed her hand and sighed softly. She leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Because you have something no one else has. You have—" Mason suddenly wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Racheal didnt jerk away, she just moved in closer. He put a hand on her head and tangled his fingers in her hair. His mind said these words only: the bed.<p> Racheal then pulled away and pushed his hand away. "Not again....." The flash back started before mason could react. There he was, laying in his bed, shirtless, with racheal beside him, sleeping. They were just sleeping, he had thought. But that was third grade. They didnt know about $ex back then, like they did now. He flashed back to the present and racheal was backing away. Mason made up his mind and took her arm, not thinking about what would happen. "No....it wasnt like that. It was just a kiss.." Racheal put a hand on his shoulder. "I know, but i can read emotions, witch you have love and lust dripping from your heart. You know im right mason." He felt himself blush. She was right, those feelings were on him 24/7 ever since she took him here. <p> And they were getting stronger by the second.<p> to be continued at next result.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.