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Ermina The Love Slave!!
Ermina The Love Slave!!
She woke, startled by a dog growling. As her eyes focused in the dimly lit room, she sees an enormous wolf hound. The dog's eyes glowed yellow as he bared his teeth to snarl at her. She stifled a scream of sheer terror. The neither advanced nor backed away. He seemed to be standing guard, but what was he guarding? Could it be her, she wonders?
When she realized that the hound was not going to attack, she calmed herself. She wiped the sleep from her eyes. The fog of drugged sleep cleared from her mind.
She quickly looked around the room. The room was huge, with wall of stone covered with tapestries that pictured hunt scenes. She shuddered when she saw what the men in the tapestries hunted. It was a young lady they hunted, bare and afraid. She stifled a gasp of repulsion.
Cautiously she continued to look around the room. The light came from a dying fire in a huge stone fireplace. Around the fireplace on the stone floor were numerous sleeping me. She could hear loud snores and grunts. There was a stench in the air, a foul smell of unwashed bodies and fetid breath. It made her stomach churn. She was close to gagging.
She shifted around to feel about her. She realized her leg was shackled with a heavy iron ankle bracelet. The bracelet was attached to the wall by a long, heavy , iron chain. She was a captive, but of who?
She moved her hands over her body. A covering of some kind of animal skin was over her, but she wore no clothing. Bare except for her hair covering her shoulders and breasts. She struggled to free herself from her restraint and the massive animal skin that engulfed her. When she realized she was trapped like an animal in a snare, she shrieked in ultimate despair.
Every sleeping figure around the fireplace lunged quickly towards her. Daggers and swords at the ready to run her through. She collapsed to the floor in a faint caused by fear. Minutes later she was aroused from her faint, by cold water tossed in her face and a menacing laugh.
She gasps at the sight of a very large man. This man was tall and very muscular. He was dressed in a brocade dressing gown, tied tightly at his waist and open at the neck to reveal a massive chest covered with pale reddish blonde hair. His eyes were emerald green and they wandered over her naked body. To Be Continued....
10/14/2005 4:19 pm
Sounds like Stephen King meets the Silence of the Lambs.|