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The Black Shadows

2:Forbidden Paths

One week later...

Bang, cluck, shackles, 'ah' That was the words i heard when i walked down the dark hallway of the Shadow walker mansion. It frighten me to hear the woman scream, but it excite me even more when i heard what she was screaming. Hear i was, in the forbidden area where only dominants are allowed; The dungeon. Having nightmares of me killing someone was sending me down into a spiral of hatred and denial two things- no two emotions that i hated the most. To ignore myself from this pain, i replaced it with a new sort. Pain of pleasure. My finger trailed down the red line that was marked on the wall of the dungeon 'Not allowed' it said. 'In training' In training of what? Torturing?

Andrew always threw me some hints about the dungeon when we have sex, but now when i mustered the energy and in deed the strength, i came down here to see for myself what i am in for. Removing the black key from my jean i slowly pulled it in the hole as the screaming became harder, harsher and nastier. My breathe was cold in a warm room full of moist, sex air. I gulped hard opening the door wider to notice a woman, a woman who was hanged only by her hands. The black shackles around her wrist made mine ache, her lips parted as her tongue escaped her mouth moaning for her dominant to touch her again. She was crossed.It hurt me.. but it turned me on as well. The man turned to me, he had a mask on; only his eyes were open and his mouth, but even those were dry and in need of this woman who he is torturing. "Black Widow." The dominant greeted. "Care to join?"

"Care to watch?" I asked waiving my hand towards the woman who has now a small smile on her face. The dominant nodded and gestured towards the black electric chair that was 'thank god' not plugged in. As i sat down the music began to echo, the sound of guitars moaning and the drums beating in my chest. Biting the bottom of my lip i placed one leg behind another waiting for a show.

First was the black rubber, with red spikes piercing through it. Slowly picking it up he traced it all over her pubic regions, as he pulled the black rubber back she ached and screamed, that's when i notice it was pulling her clitoris as well.

Fear spread through my body, but also lust. We had to do this before i get big, i need to have this, i need to be on that cross. "More, please." The submissive pleaded to her dominant. "i want more." And i want to be you. The dominant who had nothing but a mask on came behind the cross, a vibrating sound came from behind him as well, A vibrator, but no it was not like any other i have ever seen. This was big, this was round. A ball, small like a tennis ball that was vibrating. "In me." She said, what does that mean? His hand came around her waist and to her folds, spreading them. My eyes narrowed and yes, she wants that tennis ball in her. He placed the ball into her sex making her groan and moan and whine at the same time, i was not even sure that was possible, the ball not the whining.

Sure enough the submissive enjoying it, noticing the wetness between her thighs, sure enough the Dominant will enjoy this when he pulled out a whip and smacked her ass over fifteen times. Biting my tongue my thighs tighten together as i feel wet myself, no... not for him or for her. But for Andrew's touch on me, and what he can do for me, in here. "Are you coming, tell me you are coming!" The dominant yelled.

"I was- am- is, the ball is-" Before she could even end her sentence The dominant removed the ball with a stretcher that was usually made for getting out things from the oven, in a restaurant....As the vibrating ball fell from her sex she cried out his name, but it looked like he did not mind... they had something, something like me and Andrew have- or maybe had...

When the scene was done i stood up and gave a nod. The dominant lowered his head as the woman did the same waiting for me to leave the room, but before i stood still and turned around. "How many dungeons are there?" I asked.

"Five Black widow, this one is decorated, the last one is straight out of the 18th century, No one is allowed in there, because if you go in as a submissive you don't come out as one, you come out as dead."

"Thank you." I nodded and turned around closing the door behind me. "Wow."

Notes

Hello my fellow shadow walkers. Hope you are well. And thank you for staying with me.

I would like to ask a massive favor, please tell me what you think of this chapter, honest opinion would be awesome. That would make my day. Please no need to say update, i hate it when some of you do. I do have a schedule on how i update my stuff.

Thank you for staying with me and don't worry this book will be longer... it must be,. There is so much to done, and alot that should happen.

Comments

I don't know if ur gonna read this but i just wanted to say that u r very talented nd i really love reading ur work. I wish u would start writing again but that is only up to u i really hope ur alright though. I care even if i have no clue who u r u just seem like an awesome person

creatures624 creatures624
12/7/15

Wonderful scene. I would love it if you picked this story up again, for one. I hope you are doing ok. <3

anathema anathema
10/15/15

I love chapter 2 me curious what the point of the fifth dungeon was- to kill people, if the guy was just exaggerating.

anathema anathema
10/15/15

I loved chapter 1. Made me curious what the point of the fifth dungeon was- to kill people, if the guy was just exaggerating.

anathema anathema
10/15/15

i know im really late with this story but its really good and you should up date

purdy_girl15 purdy_girl15
9/14/15