Undiscovered Origins (On Pause)

A/N: Yeah... I know... it's been a while... SORRY! GOSH. I've done a lot, I've edited Chapter's 1, 2, & 3 of "The Crimson Claymore", and those are large chapters.... also working on a Sci-Fi short to publish.

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Chapter 32:

                Caldwell awoke to the faint dripping of water on stone that seemed to echo and surround him. The dripping was slow and taunting to his thoughts that were still hazy as he quivered. His mind was still off beat and he wasn’t too sure what had taken place. He did notice that his fist was clenched which was odd as he never held anger. His eyes opened to a dark cold stone room and he shivered as a chill smothered his bare skin. He was used to being cold and so the weather didn’t affect him as it would others but it wasn’t the cold that gave him chills.

                He struggled against tight steel chains that secured his wrists to the wall. The room was small and without a window but a door stood on the far side of where he was and it was secured shut. He tried to form ice through his hands but it was ineffective. The chains that secured him handled the cold chill of freezing temperatures exceedingly well. Even his transformation wasn’t going smooth and the chains seemed to prevent that as well flickering in the slightest when he tried to channel his power.

                Footsteps could be heard in the distance from outside and he turned his head to inspect his surroundings as the squeaking of the door creaked open. Standing before him was a tall woman clad in red velvet silk that hung down in a dress and could be partially seen through. Caldwell’s eyes about bulged out of their sockets as he stared at her. She had a slim figure with small breasts that complimented her figure but her nipples were large and could be seen through the silk. Her face had a sinister smile to it that seemed she was up to no good. Long auburn hair hung curled behind her slightly pointed ears and her face filled with freckles. Her nose twinkled as she stepped close to Caldwell and ran her fingers up her bare muscular chest and held his jaw in her palm.

                “Hello pet. I have lots of fun and interesting things to do with you.” She spoke in a twisted tone.

                “Let me free.” He barked.

                “Ah, but why would I do that? You wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise I have for you now would you?” She grinned.

                She kissed all down his upper body making burn marks in the shape of lips from his rock hard abs up to his firm muscular chest. At first he tried to edge away from her lips but soon it was as if he was drawn to them. The pain was intense but he craved for more of it more than for his own breath.

                “Please… don’t stop.” He whispered.

                “Yes pet, you will learn to obey, and soon your soul will be mine.” She laughed.

                She leaned back in to kiss his chest again and steam sizzled into the air with each touch as she tore through his back with sharpened nails. He didn’t groan from the pain but relished in it excitingly hoping for more. Every last thought that had been in his mind had vanished and replaced itself with only one thought. Her.