Once Upon a Wishing Well

Sheena was utterly flabbergasted that this creature knew her innermost thoughts. She felt as though she was disconnected from reality at this point...the only thing in the room that had not been to reduced to a vauge fuzziness was Him.

She wouldn't have minded him quite so much except for two things. One the fact that he was in here forcing her poor body to expirience a lot of pain and indignity...whether she perversly enjoyed being forced or not, the pain made sure that she stayed mad, scared and trying to weasel her way out by getting away with doing as little as possible.

The second thing was he was SO COLD. She had always sort of enjoyed giving blowjobs, even if they had just been a means of getting her own way. But the thought of his cold cock invading her anywhere was just to much. When she was thirteen or so, she had tried practicing on a cucumber...she had ended giving it up because the cold had just felt nasty.

Again he began to crewly twist and tug on her nipples. They were so engorged and sore she began to cry again. The tears soon faded to screams as she was pushed beyond the point of pain into agony. Then he stopped and she breathed a sigh of pure relief.

That didn't last either, for now, with his legs across her, he was rubbing the tip of his cock across her lips. “Commence to please me tart.” Knowing that further struggle was useless, (at least at this point) she opened her mouth and he slid inside. The icyness of him was almost enough to make her bring up her supper but somehow she managed to keep it down.

He was sliding his cock in and out of her mouth and she applied herself diligently to the task at hand, licking the tip as he withdrew and sucking with enthusiasm on the instroke. She wanted him to cum quickly just so he would get the hell out of her mouth, although she had noticed the heat there was warming him up fractionally.

His hands were buried in her hair and he used her head almost as a steering wheel to get her doing exactly what he wanted her to. Then he ripped her head off him and moved up a little more so she could suck and lick on his balls. She was revolted again because they were not only cold but also hairy...yuck!

Most of her mind was screaming in protest but there was a tiny corner that was dancing with glee. this was also the part that was causing her to alternatly press her thighs together and spread them, which put sweet pressure on her pussy and was getting her closer to cumming.
 
The spectra laughed with glee as Sheena threw herself into sucking him and the foolish desire of hers to get it over with. Her sweet warm mouth on his jewels gave him a perverse thrill.

He new that the tart in her was trilled yet the woman was disgusted. Its clawed hand lashed out to strike Sheena’s cheek.

CRACK

“Mistress not only are you a tart but a wanton slut as well………..Look how you flex your thighs in an effort to partake in the lewd joy you seek.”

It rose floating from Sheena.

“But not to night Tart….. Perhaps tomorrow when I come to take you again my little plaything.”

It recedes and disappeared into the shadows from which it came.



A soft knock on Sheena’s door

The horses are harnessed if you still want to go for that sleigh ride.

Kaylab’s voice was light in its deep resonance. And all was as it had been Sheena’s clothes intact and covering her.
 
Sheena stared around her in disbelief. The room was normal, her dress unchanged. She drew her hands up before her eyes and was most surprized to find them unfetterd as well.

Almost timidly she drew her bra down and looked for scratches. None. Her sex was wet to the touch, but that was normal for her first thing in the morning. The only thing that said she had not passed a restful night was the feeling inside her. She felt dirty somehow, way deep on the inside and at the same time alive as if for the first time in her life. It was all very strange.

A knock sounded again at the door. Kaylab. "Miss Sheena? Sorry to interupt ye...but I must leave soon"

Hastily she answered "Be right out!" she shakily ran a hand through her dishevelled hair and decided it must have been only a dream...or a nightmare. She climbed out of bed and reached for her suitcase. A pair of stretchy black leggings was her first choice but knowing they were to go out in the cold she settled for longjohns under jeans. A red angora sweater completed her outfit. Walking quickly over to the mirror, she dragged a brush through her hair and applied a quick coat of lip gloss.

She opened her door and smiled to see Kaylab leaning casually against the opposite wall. He straightened quickly at her sight though and in she most cheerful voice she could muster up, she said "Goodmorning Kaylab, sorry to have slept in, I am usually up with the birds...I am ready to go now if you wish."
 
"Be right out!"

There was a strained quality to Sheena’s voice and it was not lost on Kaylab. He eased back against the wall his mind wandering a bit. The door creaked open and there she was and his heart skipped a beat.

"Good morning Kaylab, sorry to have slept in, I am usually up with the birds...I am ready to go now if you wish."


The red angora sweater complemented her completion, her jeans seed molded to Sheena. Kaylab drew himself up strait and a boyish smile creased his rugged face.

“Well taint no reason t be getten up with the birds when you’re on Holiday Miss Sheena.”

He paused looken kind of awkward.

“You have mittens and a hat for it is a might brisk out today colder than a witch's tit”

Immediately as soon as the words left Kaylab mouth her colored crimson.

“Sorry Sheena”
 
“You have mittens and a hat for it is a might brisk out today colder than a witch's tit”

Sheena's mouth dropped open. When she was done laughing, she waved a hand at him weakly and gasped "Sorry, I don't mind in the least...it just caught me off guard is all. Mittens and a hat? yes I do actually...I don't know quite where my head is this morning. I will go get them and a coat as well."

With a quick half smile she turned and dashed back into her room. As the door swung shut behind her again she paused it front of the mirror. Looking in it she noticed the darker circles under her eyes, and she whispered to herself. "Bad night or not, get a grip on yourself Sheena...you aren't usually so scatter-brained. Today is the present, yesterday the past. you are going out for the day with a good looking man whom your developing a great liking for...don't louse it up."

Carefully placing the tam that matched her sweater on her head, she grabbed her mittens and coat and went back out the door. Stopping in front of him, she twirled around and laughingly asked "So do I pass?"
 
When her mouth dropped open Kaylab half leaned towards Sheena her parted lips so warm and inviting, god how he wanted to kiss her but the moment passed.

"Sorry, I don't mind in the least...it just caught me off guard is all. Mittens and a hat? yes I do actually...I don't know quite where my head is this morning. I will go get them and a coat as well."

She turned on her hell and went scurrying back into her room to emerged dressed for the days outing the tam that set upon the crown of her head was great and Kaylab smiled.

"So do I pass?"

“Aye it is a bonnie Lass you are Mistress Sheena with that Tam, now off we go.”

Kaylab led the way to the barn, the two Canadian chunk draft horses where in their stalls. He led them out after harnessing them to the old sleigh; Kaylab hand warmed the cold steel bits with his hands so as not to hurt the horses’s mouths.

He gave Sheena a hand up and spread a bearskin across her lap, whistled to the team, and off they went gliding through the morning the Shushhhhhhhhh of the runners whispering in the new fallen snow. The brass harness bells jingling with the steady gait of the team, a light snow started drifting down as they wound through the woods across, and open fields. Sheena huddled close to Kaylab as the team soft steady breathing huffed misty clouds in the cold morning air, the sun a dim grayish white ball as the storm clouds built over the mountain pass.

“ Might be in for some snow Sheena Looks like a real Nore’ Easter is brewing.”

The morning was passed in light conversation till at last coming to and old stone well, by the ruins of and old house cellar.

“That tar is the wishing well has is own ghosts you know Sheena.”

Kaylab turned as he spoke and the sight of Sheena the snow sticking to her eye lashes her cheeks rosy, Kaylab Williams, quite unlike himself, brushed her lips with a kiss that lingered. Sheena’s soft moist and warm his icy cold.
 
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"Wow, does it really snow this much usually? It seems as though its been snowing ever since I got here." Sheena was genuinely interested, having grown up in LA, she hadn't seen a lot of snow and was positively delighted with it.

She was truely enjoying herself until They pulled up besidean old well and some ruins. Kaylabs words brought back memories of the night before and the color drained from her face. With an effort to compose herself, she tried for lightness.

"Really? What sort of ghosts would hang out at an old well?"

Kaylab had turned to her while he was speaking and now he leaned over and brushed her lips with his own. The shock of the cold of them terrified her. Irrationally, she panicked, pushing franticly at his shoulders and when he let her go in some surprise, she literally cowered against the side of the sleigh, drawing her feetr up beside her rear almost in a fetal position.

Her eyes were unfocused staring at the personal demons only she could seeand she was making little mewling noises deep in her chest. Gradually, sanity returned however and she was absolutely mortified to discover Kaylab staring her in some shock. she could tell he had an appology hovering on his lips and she didn't want to hear it.

Moving almost as an old woman, she unfurled her legs and went to him. Reaching his side again she wrtapped her arms about his chest and buried her face in his chest. "kaylab...I am so sorry,that was unforgivable of me. I don't know what has gotten into me this morning, but i fear I must attribute it to the horrid dreams i had last night...they must have affected my thinking. please..."

Here she paused and drawing one mitten off her hand, she reached up to hold his head still and kissed him. She was pleased to note that his lips, although freezing at the outset, warmed up under her own. Drawing back, she stared into his eyes and whispered, "Can you forgive my silliness?"
 
Sheena’s violent reaction to his kiss cut Kaylab Williams to the soul and her heard that taunting laughter that was his cures and bond to the land and this place involuntarily the tears centuries old flowed again his face ashen gray his lips blue with a chill only he could truly understand.

Fool, buffoon, bonds man, never, never, will you be free, for I shall always take what you desire and there is nothing you can do.

The insidiously, whispered, taunting words repeated over, and over again in his mind.

Sheena sat huddled in the corner of the seat as far away from him as she could get, huddled like a whipped child stark terror in her eyes.

"Kaylab...I am so sorry, that was unforgivable of me. I don't know what has gotten into me this morning, but i fear I must attribute it to the horrid dreams i had last night...they must have affected my thinking. please..."

Her voice was weak and shaken, Sheena slowly uncurled her arms whapped around him her head buried in his chest. Kaylab is lost in his own private hell when the soft touch of Sheena’s hand calls him back to the present, her lips brush his. Yet the taunting warning and the hideous laughter fills his mind still. He half heartedly returns her kiss.

"Can you forgive my silliness?"

“ Taint nothing to forgive Miss Watts. You best put your mittens on less yee get the frost bite.”

A sharp whistle.

“Up L’Ombre, up Banshee haw.”

The team started off with start and for the first time Kaylab took the whip from its socket and cracked above the horses’s heads and the broke into a gallop and the sleigh literally flew over the snow.

“Yes Ghost lives there and roam about the place day and night so they say. One a noble fool of a bonds man, His master the other, a cruel servant of the Evil One. A young innocent girl paid the price for is stupid nobility. He killed the master. The only time so legend has it he sinned to any great import. Now they say they are bound here till the chains are broken.[/i]

They pulled up to the Inn, Kaylab shapely drawing back on the reigns, the team skidding to a Halt.

‘”WOW”

Bets get down now Mam as I have to tend to this here team.”
 
Sheena just knew she had screwed up. Kaylabs words said he had forgiven her but his voice tones and actions said she had hurt him very deeply and she hated that. She was willing to do just about anything to make amends but she didnt have the foggiest notion on how to begin.

Thew note of bitterness in his tone when he told her of the ghosts surprised her and she wondered if one of the men in question had been an ancestor of his.

When they pulled up to the inn, he gave the clear impression that she was being dismissed. If there was anything she hated it was that. So instead of meekly turning on her heel and marching away, she said "Kaylab...I understand your need to put the horses up but I would appreciate the opportunity to speak with you a few moments longer. Therefore I am going inside to change and then I will wait for you in the library. I hope you will come as the things I have to say are most important."

With that she did turn around and go inside, but instead of marching as if with anger, she almost seemed to float up the stairs, slowly and gracefully.

Once inside she blew out the breath she had been holding in the expectation that he would call out to her and tell her he wouldn't come. Going up to her room she stripped to nothing and took stock of her meager supplies.

Finally she settled on a red lace matching bra and panty set, the black leggings she had considered earlier and a pretty red cashmere sweater top that was a size to small. her firm breasts seemed even bigger in this but that was precisly the effect she wanted. Walking back to the dresser, she again addressed herself in the mirror. "You can do this," she told herself "You can deal with this issue with sensitivity and feeling and the words will come out rightr even if you are going there not knowing what you will say."

Having mustered her courage, she left her room again and walked downstairs. Entering the library, she noticed it seemed cold, even though there was a fire burning brightly in the hearth. She stood in front of it and hugged herself. unbidden the words rose to her lips, "Kaylab...pleaser come...I need you
 
Kaylab...I understand your need to put the horses up but I would appreciate the opportunity to speak with you a few moments longer. Therefore I am going inside to change and then I will wait for you in the library. I hope you will come as the things I have to say are most important."

Kaylab held his tongue and watched as Sheena floated up the steps of the Inn. She did not look back. He kicked up the team and headed for the barn, there was much work to be done, The horses need to be walked cooled down, brushed curried, grained, hayed and watered the harness cleaned . He set about his tasks, all was done in and hour and a half. As he went to lift the latch he found the door bared and in a desperate cry that rent his soul his mind Screamed

“NOoooooooooooooooooo”

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It watched Sheena as she entered the Library. It hid in the shadows lurking waiting its evil heart filled with glee as he sensed Sheena’s desperation. She stood in front of hearth the evil chill of his presence sapping all warmth form the room and she hugged herself.


"Kaylab...pleaser come...I need you

“Tart he is not coming I have seen to that………….So you Jezebel you dress to tempt him by lewdly displaying your body…………………..On your knees Mistress For I shall enjoy another of your charms now.”

And the spectra slowly took shape again before Sheena’s terrified eyes.
 
“Tart he is not coming I have seen to that………….So you Jezebel you dress to tempt him by lewdly displaying your body…………………..On your knees Mistress For I shall enjoy another of your charms now.”

Sheena shreiked. She hadn't noticed him until he spoke and now she had no place to go. She cowered against the side of the hearth, wildly looking around her for a way to escape. there was none.

Straightening resolutely, she said in a voice that only shook a little, "I am awake today and in command of my sensabilities. You are not permitted to come in here and just expect me to willingly drop to my knees at a moments notice? I think not. No matter what you think, I am not a slut/tart or any kind of loose woman."

By this time her voice had risento almost a scream from a combination of fear and anger. When she finished speaking she stared at him warily and just hoped he would either go away or that Kaylab would come, contrary to what the apparition had said.
 
A cruel smile twists its lips.

“Bravo Mistress spirit, I do so love a spirited wench”

Its voice a deadly chilling whisper eyes that held no mercy only evil.

“Rights! I have been Master of this House for three centuries and a bit and all the rights are MINE.”

The ghostly fingers closed around Sheena’s throat lifting her up on to her toes, and in that same deadly whisper that chills the soul and makes your blood run cold ;

“And as you can see TART I have a physical presence.”

At his words all the doors slammed shut and the bolts echoed as they slammed home. Shortly followed by the shutters.

It opened its hand Letting Sheena drop to the floor.

“Now disrobe Tart till you stand in your under garments ……….Oh do resist me for then other will be made to suffer till you do as you are told.”

Kaylab anguished screamed unalterable yet filled with anguished echoed in her mind.

It simply smiled that evil smile at the trapped woman.
 
Sheena was now utterly terrified. His hand around her throat were so powerful that she knew instinctivly that he could snap it at a moments notice with little effort. Her eyeballs rolled back in her head as the doors and shutters slammed closed because she was close to fainting.

SHe snapped out of it when he dropped her on the floor though. She lay there looking up at him with pure hatred shining through her eyes. She was just about to make another smart retort when Kaylabs anguish came through to her like a bolt between the eyes.

“Now disrobe Tart till you stand in your under garments ……….Oh do resist me for then other will be made to suffer till you do as you are told.” She knew it was the truth too as her head was pounding from the pain that still came in an unrelenting wave.

Slowly she stood. What other choice did she have? It could be that Kaylab had heard her and was trying to get to her or it could be this monster was actually doing something to him. EIther way, she couldnt take the chance.

Just then, something turned over inside her. she didn't stop and examine it at that point, but she did make the concious decision that she would do whatever it took to get herself and Kaylab out of this and somehow she was going to keep her innnermost essence unchanged. She hoped.

Reaching down she grasped the hem of her shirt and raised it slowly over her head. Dropping it beside her, she next slid off the leggings and stood there in her panties, bra and socks.

She stood there watching him warily to see what his next move would be.
 
It smelt her defiance, the noble essence of a pure hear, yet reveled in the compliance as she lifted the helm of her skirt and did as she was told..

The garments dropped from her fingers as its leering eyes watched. It released the memories of last night into the air, her wantonpleasure the way her body arched to his touch, the way her most intamate core ozzed sweet nectar, as if they where a tangible thing. Then again the agonizing scream echoed thought the deepening evening, of some one in utter hopeless pain

“Scarlet how fitting Tart, remove bra and socks.”

It’s voice devoid of emotion, yet there was the feeling command, of power unimagined that tinged the rasping whisper. It reached into the pocket of the archaic coat that draped its shoulders, and opened its ashen fingers, to revel a hideous pair of nipple clamps connected by a sturdy sliver chain.

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“Excite yourself and screw these on tightly Tart”
 
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She was utterly helpless to resist the tone of command in its tone. Wordlessly she reached up behind herself to unclasp her bra. It slid over her shoulders and the her breasts slid free. The nipples puckered up immeadiatly into stiff points from the cold permeating the room. Then she bent down and removed her socks slowly.

The air was filled with the feelings she had expirienced last night as well as the anguish from without. these formed the perfect counterbalance she needed to prevent her from reacting the same way as she had the night previous. Her pussy was so dry in fact, it felt as though it was trying to suck up so tight as to be nonexistant.

When it produced a pair of clamps from its pockets she stared in honest confusion. Having led a relatively sheltered life, she didn't have the first notion of what she was supposed to do with them.

“Excite yourself and screw these on tightly Tart"

She stared from him to them and then asked, puzzled, "What are these? Some strange sort of tiny clothespin? What am I precisly to do with them? Screw them where? I'm sorry but I really have no idea what your asking of me."
 
"What are these? Some strange sort of tiny clothespin? What am I precisly to do with them? Screw them where? I'm sorry but I really have no idea what your asking of me."

“These are a little something that will cause you to remember me Tart. They go on your Nipples now screw them on tight or I shall do it for thee.”

It places the clamps, with there cruel jaws and jagged teeth, in Sheena’s hand.

“I’ll let you know Tart when they are tight enough”

Its voice a hideous low rasping whisper , yet some how hypnotic, compelling as it calls and seduces the darkest hidden recesses of the soul. Taunting the spirit to let the dark hidden passions run wild.

It circles Sheena looking for any flaw to exploit.. its arms circle her waist and her draws the frighten woman back to its cold hard lean body. It is darkly handsome and seductive in nature. A kiss to the nape of her neck a hand sensually caressing up her trembling torso to cup her full breast as a finger circles the areola of her taunt puckered nipple..

“Embrace that which you dark soul longs for Tart!......................Embrace and enjoy as you have always secretly longed to.”

It nibbles at Sheena’s earlobe.

“Is that not why thee came here to discover who you really are and want?”

Its evil knows all the hidden secrets of her mind, calling to them tempting Sheena.
 
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“These are a little something that will cause you to remember me Tart. They go on your Nipples now screw them on tight or I shall do it for thee.”

Sheena stared in some horror at the contraptions in her hand and then down to her sensitive nipples. Biting her full lower lips in trepadation, she attached the first one. Immeadiatly tears of discomfort bordering on pain started from her eyes. She wanted to stop and yet knew she had no choice whatsoever in the matter. Reluctantly she fastened the other one on and then began to tighten them until she thought her poor nipples would start to bleed before It finally decreed that they were tight enough.

A tiny moan escaped her as she felt and recognized the aura of sensuality that enveloped her as it came up behind her and started stroking her nipples, Its' cold repulsive body pressed tight against her.

“Embrace that which you dark soul longs for Tart!......................Embrace and enjoy as you have always secretly longed to.” “Is that not why thee came here to discover who you really are and want?”

Its voice low, and seductive whispers over her flesh causing gooseflesh of reaction form over her body. The nip of its teeth on her ear pricks and yet soothes and she could feel her will power slowly draining out of her in a slow smooth flow. She sagged against him now, no longer noticing the cold feel of his body, nor the screams still sounding in the background.

Her head rolled backwards to rest against its chest and the last of herself closed in upon itself to hide away in a dark recess of her mind, to be brought out again when this madness ended. Barely audiable, she whispered "What do you want of me now?"
 
There was and evil grin that crossed the specter's cruel lips as Sheena’s supple body responded to its caresses and sweet whisper seduction that called to a dark corner of her soul.

She had done all she was command now she melted back into him her body’s need betraying her to it.


"What do you want of me now?"

Sheena’s voice the merest of a whisper, more a soft moan.

“You will surrender to me……………..”

Its fingers tug at the chain of the nipple clamps.

“………………….Body”

It hands slides down the sensual cure of Sheena’s torso to cup her sweet pussy.

“….soul…….”

Now it massages her sweet clit.

It slowly starts to finger fuck Sheena.

“and to do my biding without question or hesitation Tart”

“Now remove the last of your garments ….on your hands and knees for I shall now claim your sweet ass for my pleasure.”
 
Sheena shuddered in reaction to Its' fingers as It tugged on the chain that belonged to that which tortured her nipples. Her breth came in pants and gasps as they delved within her thighs to play there.

“Now remove the last of your garments ….on your hands and knees for I shall now claim your sweet ass for my pleasure.”

she was utterly helpless to resist the two things that now worked against her. First his voice and second, her own traitorous body. Staying where she was, she hooked just the tips of her thumbs into the top elastic of her panties and drew them down. When she reached the limit of the length of her arms, she bent at the waist to take them the rest of the way off, bringing her ass into delicious contact with the hard length contained within Its' pants.

Naked now, she continued to bend until her hands were flat upon the floor and then she walked them forward, bending her legs until she was in the position her had requested. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she turned to look at him and wait for his next instruction. Her eyes were the only thing left that did not agree with what was happening, deep within their depths was a spark that spit hellfire at him, voracious in its need for revenge, even though her concious mind did not register this wish.
 
It watched as Sheena surrenders to its will and her own dark needs. All but her eyes that flashed defiance and yet lust dwelled there as well. The feel of her warm buttocks as it brushed its thighs was quite pleasant.

“Now Finger yourself Tart , so I may use your sweet nectar to lubricate your dark roes, lest I take you dry. Make it entertaining lest I become to anxious to take you.”

Its whispering voice taunted Sheena, tempting her to the joy her hands had so often given her.
 
Bracing herself on one hand, she reached between her legs and was moderatly surprised to find that she had become moist without even noticing.

Running a single digit along the folds that concealed her parted them. in between, her clit was just starting to stiffen and emerge slightly from its protective hood. Circleing a finger slowly around it, brought it out and to attention. With two fingers now, she stroked it lightly, eliciting an moan that began deep in her chest.

the clamps on her nipples in this new position were drawn even tighter and as a result, they just cried for attention but she was unable to get at them this way. All she could do to try to ease the pleasure/pain ache was to sway a little which in turn caused her boobs to swing, pulling on her nipples.

the fingers at her clit were now not enough so she slipped one finger inside herself and stroked it in and out a couple times. her juices were now flowing freely and a small glistening trail started to seep down her thigh. Her finger was soaked with them, and now lost in the feelings she was generating, she drew it back out and up to her mouth, licking it clean and then returning it to where it was, her breath coming faster.
 
The fiend watched as Sheena made her 1st tentative passé at her own sex. and It was filled with evil glee as she abandoned her self to her fingers then she licked them clean, Sheena’s body swaying to its own wanton cadence. Her moans of pleasure escaping her parched lips.

It undid the buttons on its breeches and knelt between Sheena’s wide spread knee. Running its cold shaft along the length of her seeping pussy. His hands now on her trim waist he trusted forward taking her drake rose now his hands tugged at her nipple chain


“Now Fuck me Tart.”
 
SHe gasped again at the cold feel of his hard prick as it rubbed across her pussy but it was more a gasp of pleasure unlike the shreik of pain that followed when he entered her ass. It had been 12 years since the only time she had been violated that way and nothing since.

The absolute agony was so complete that all she could do was hang her head down and gasp and moan with it. On the first stab of pain, she had tried to draw off him, but the cold clammy grip of his hands were to strong as he held her there.

“Now Fuck me Tart.”

Crying with the pain, she inched forward, trying to relax her ass muscles and slowly, she at least partially suceeded. breathing a little easier, but not enjoying her task she moved a little more, drawing him inside fully and flexing her ass muscles in an attempt to adjust a little better.
 
Sheena’s cry of pain reached Kaylab’s ears trapped I the barn bared from helping the poor trapped woman again and again the cures had forced him to live out the corruption of innocents, an anger he had never know engulfed him then a blinding flash surrounded him.

The library shook and trembled as the super natural powers collided.

“No more Mortimer.”

His voice was deadly calm his eyes steady as he ripped the fiend from Sheena.

“You are Nay mastered of this house, be gone.”

The apparition from hell seized as it disappears only its evil whispered voice remaining as a lingering echo.

Thou knowest thee rules you noble fool.

Sheena was on the floor, dressed as when she entered the library and Kaylab knelt taking her into his arms.

“Are you all right Sheena?”

There was a deep sorrow in his eyes, as he looked at her then clutch her to his chest.
 
Sheena stared around herself in a daze. Her mind just couldn't comprehend that again there was nothing wrong with he or her surroundings. She knew now that last night had been to dream, and she quivered with a combination of remembered fear and disgust.

Gradually, she became more aware of Kaylab holding her, his inner pain showing in the way he clutched her to his breast. "Kaylab! Are you ok? He didn't hurt you did he?" Frantic for his safety, she was heedless of her own as she kept touching him just to convince herself that he was there and unharmed.
 
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