The Black Willow (1)
The Black Willow (1)
Sex Story Author: | pars001 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I took you away from a life on the streets and I can put just YOU back there again!" Grabbing |
Sex Story Category: | Bondage and restriction |
Sex Story Tags: | Bondage and restriction, Death, Non-Erotic, Science-Fiction, Torture, Violence |
The Black Willow (1)
Author’s note : After many requests Willow/Mary’s story
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(This takes place twenty four years before the Princess and the Captain)
In the cover of darkness he moved. Staying in the deepest shadows he crept along the edge of the manner. Looking at the slight sliver of the moon he knew that he didn’t have much time to accomplish this. He was paid alot to perform this and it had to be done. To think that the Lord of this mannor had paid him for this. Avoiding the guards again he crept forward, eased the window open and stepped into the room. The moon shone fully into the room he could see the 2 cribs against the wall, the small bed next to them.
Damnit! where was the boy? Shit he was supposed to get all of them. Reaching for the two bassinets, he dropped a little, very little sleep potion into a hankerchief and briefly put them over the noses of each child. He made sure to keep them apart so he knew who was who later. Looking around the room again he cursed his luck damnit he would lose some of the money, he needed every cent to be free. Sighing he moved to the window, silently he crept out looking both ways and into the shadows.
Ten minutes later as he left, he looked back at the mannor as the alarms went off. What the hell! they shouldn’t be any alarm till later. Back in the room the tall lanky boy had walked into the room and noticed that his sisters were missing, also their bassinets were gone they were never gone unless their parents were gone. Alerting the guards the mannor became a beehive of activity as his mother screamed at the empty room. “What did you see? Where are they? Talk to me boy NOW!” she screamed into his face her face flushed her eyes bulging out as her breathing came in gasps her nostrals flaring , her eyes boring into him.
“I don’t know mother, I just walked back in here I had to use the toilet” he whispered.
Grabbing him painfully by the shoulders she slapped him hard across the face “find them you little bastard, find them now or I will personelly cut your balls off”
Running out into the night he started looking with the guards when he saw a shodowy figure outside the gate “I see someone!” he shouted as the guards rushed to the gates. The man started to run now, how did the little brat spot him? The boy shouted more as the gurads gave chase “don’t hurt my sisters!”
Damnit he hoped his contact was there he would have to fight his way out of this. Rounding a corner he sighed as his contact stepped from the shadows.
“Here take them this one is Mary, the other is Ann guard them well I will return soon these sre instructions if I can’t get near for a while.” he said as he handed a thick packet to the shadowy man. The man just nodded then seemed to vanish into the shadows damn he’s good. Running he sped away from the alleys and open road. Rounding another corner three blocks away he met up with a contingency of guards with the young at the front of them.
“Now, bastard where are my sisters!” he screamed as the guards lunged forward and grabbed him.
Laughing he just replied, “somewhere you’ll never find them”
“We’ll find them you don’t know the resources we have” the boy screamed in his face.
“You mean that you DID have I have heard that your family is on the outs with the emporer and that he will soon send you all to poverty!” as he laughed harder in the boys face the guards took him back to the mannor. Once there the boys mother took charge of interrogating him. True to his word he never said a word to the woman or the guards but it cost him dearly as the woman had him chained to the wall, stripped naked, a red hot poker shoved up his ass, his scrotum tied around with a rope, then it was pulled by a pulley system till they were tore from his body. As his screams died down the mother became angrier as she continued to slap the boys face till he was unconscious. When the father arrived home moments later he grabbed his wife and struck her across the face knocking her to the ground.
“You fucking WHORE! don’t you ever raise a hand to OUR son AGAIN!!
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