Retribution

wideeyedone

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Mara looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t believe that she was really going to get married. The wedding had spiraled out of her control. There were going to be six hundred guests. Her father had ordered her a custom designed Italian lace gown. The ceremony was going to be performed by the cardinal of the city. A five star chef was currently preparing a five course meal for the reception and the cake had been created by a world famous pastry chef that had flown in from NYC.

Mara had wanted a simple wedding. Just family. But her father would have none of it. Max Rossi was pleased that his daughter was marrying his best friend’s son, Anthony Aviano. Mara had heard the rumors that her father was a kingpin, a ganster, of some sort. She knew that in her family’s history there had been organized crime, but her father maintained that he was a legitimate business man, that he couldn’t be held accountable for what his family had done in the past.

Mara finished brushing on the last of her makeup. Her hair was in a soft braid that hung over her shoulder. The last detail was her grandmother’s lace veil. She glided down the steps of her home. She was meeting her father at the church. He told her that was sending a limo and driver for her. The driver was nice enough, he told her that she looked lovely. He opened the door for her and helped her get her dress situated.

Mara took a deep breath. She was excited and she wanted to see Anthony’s face when he saw her for the first time dressed for their wedding. The church was only a few miles from her house. She was watching the scenerery pass by, when the driver slammed on her brakes, she gasped. The limo was surrounded by black SUVs. There were men with guns. Mara didn’t know what to do.

“Just do what they say, pretty lady. Their beef is with your father. Not with you.” Mara tried to lock the doors, but there was nothing she could do. In moments she was being hauled from the limo. Strong hands yanked her out of the car and into one of the black SUVs. She said nothing, she was trying to think, but she couldn’t help the whimpers that were coming out of the back of her throat.


Max was waiting on the sidewalk outside of the cathedral. His phone rang. He answered it in case it was about the wedding.
“I have Mara. Think about that the next time you kill one of my men.”
 
Sergey Popoff was a man that believed your rivals should fear you. He had come up through the ranks of the Little Odessa gangs of Brighton Beach. He had ruthlessly eliminated the competition He had a very simple credo. If they beat one of your men you send one of theirs to the hospital, if they send one of yours to the hospital you send one of theirs to the morgue and if they send on of your to the Morgue then you hit them were they live. Max Rossi had killed one of Payoff’s lieutenants when he tried to make inroads into Manhattan garment district now it was time for pay back.

“Just do what they say, pretty lady. Their beef is with your father. Not with you.”

Mara tried to lock the doors, but there was nothing she could do. In moments she was being hauled from the limo. Strong hands yanked her out of the car and into one of the black SUVs. She said nothing, she was trying to think, but she couldn’t help the whimpers that were coming out of the back of her throat.
Her father’s driver the man who had betrayed Mara into Sergey’s hands received a bullet between the eyes and a white rose was placed in his mouth. A little sign that Popoff had special plans for Max’s daughter. Sergey smiled as he made the call one he had been looking forward to for quite some time now.

“I have Mara. Think about that the next time you kill one of my men.”

The black SUV with it’s special passenger made its way deep into the Brighton Beach area know as Little Odessa. Mara was hustled out of the SUV to stand in a little pool of white light surrounded by darkness. She was the center of attention .

“ So Miss Rossi shall we see what you are hiding under that wedding gown Babe?”
 
Mara couldn't see anything out in the dark building. The flood light was blinding. She tried to shield her eyes from the light.

"My father will pay you whatever you want. He is a very rich man. He is a business man. I am marrying the son of a very rich man... they would pay too. Please, I just want to go to my wedding." Mara plead. She crossed her arms across her body. The white shimmery dress clung to her figure.
 
"My father will pay you whatever you want. He is a very rich man. He is a business man. I am marrying the son of a very rich man... they would pay too. Please, I just want to go to my wedding."

Mara plead. She crossed her arms across her body. The white shimmery dress clung to her figure.


“I know whoa and what Max Rossi is and he is far from being a simple businessman Miss Rossi.”

Sergey Popoff’s voice was as dark and as smooth as a moonless night and just as frightening there was a steely calmness to it and his thick Russian accent had a very chilling effect.

“ Shall I tell you how your Pap makes his money Miss Rossi? Shall I tell you of the drugs, the gambling and the prostitutes?”

A s Popoff spoke pictures of her father appeared and each one showed him personally engaged in supervising each point that Sergey was making. Max inspecting a drug shipment, hosting an up scale gambling parlor and counting the nights profits. He saw him delivering a young woman to a local judge and later taking his cut for the price of her services.

“… and then there is the white slavery.”

Now the scene showed her father dragging a young girl to the auction block and auctioning her off to the highest bidder. And there was her Antony taking his cut of the sale of the girls.

“ The dress Miss Rossi or shall I have the boys assist you? “
 
The world felt unstable beneath her feet. She was trembling.

"I didn't know..." She whispered. She tried to look away from the pictures. But she couldn't. And she refused to undress. She just stood there, shaking.

Mara felt herself fighting tears.

She looked out into the darkness, hoping that the voice in the shadows would have mercy on her.

*****

Max had his men deployed in moments. It took just a moment for the men to find the abandoned limo. Max knew who had his daughter. He just didn't know how to get her back.
 
Sergey watched as Mara stood there in her wedding gown trembling as she was mesmerized by the dark revelations of what her Father really did for a living, but not only him but Anthony Aviano her would be husband.

"I didn't know..."

Mara stood there like a Doe caught in the glare of a cars headlights unable to move to escape the fate that was closing in on her as she stood in her little island of bright white light surrounded by a sea of darkness. Sergey whispered to Yuri, his voice not carrying beyond the other man’s ear.

“Give are little princess a little something to relax and encourage her to be a bit more friendly.”

Yuri prepared the syringe. A tiny pin prick in Mara’s neck from out of the dark and the liquid fire of the powerful aphrodisiac course through the young girl’s supple body. Now hand came out of the dark and Mara soon found herself on a little stage that one might find in any strip club in the city. The brilliant white light bathed her as the cheap tottery music of a strip club with its pounding beat filled the room The throbbing beat seemed to echo the throbbing heat that was consuming Mara. He clothing suddenly rough and painful.

“ Dance Miss Rossi Dance for us.!”

Sergey was leaving no place for the young innocent to hide from her fate.
 
Mara couldn't explain the heat coursing through her veins. But she couldn't take off her wedding dress. There were a hundred pearl buttons down the delicate lace of the back of her gown. One of the men came close to her with a knife. She stared wideeyed, but then he just used the knife to cut the buttons away. The buttons clattered all over the floor.

Mara wriggled out of her dress, exposing the delicate and expensive lingerie underneath. She almost felt as if she were outside of herself. Her inhibitions were gone. Her slender body was encased in a white satin corset strung with blue satin ribbons. The corset pushed up her ample breasts and accented her slim waist. Her shapely legs were encased in garters and nylons.

She unfastened the braid and shook her dark hair loose around her.Someone turned up the music and she began to sway in her heels to the throbbing beat. It was if she was completely unaware of the men in the shadows.
 
Sergey loved the look in Mara’s eyes, so like the look of a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck frightened wanting nothing more than to run to escape and yet like that frightened little doe the young dark haired beauty just stood there waiting for her fate to over take her. Sergey smiled as he saw Yuri stepped forward once more his knife’s keen edge catching the harsh white light of Mara’s little island . The man made short work of the hundred pearl buttons that fastened the delicate lace of the back of her gown. Yuri came close to her with a knife. She stared wide-eyed, but then he just used the knife to cut the buttons away. The buttons clattered all over the floor mixed with Yuri’s taunting laughter.

Sergey’s leisurely studied Rossi’s daughter as she stood there in her delicate and expensive lingerie underneath. His eyes slowly traveled down Mara’s slender young body. He admired the way the girl’s white satin corset pushed up her ample breasts, the contrast of the soft pale blue ribbon of her corset, how it accented her slim waist. Sergey let his eyes rest on her lace covered pussy before enjoying Mara’s shapely legs encased in her virginal white nylons and held in place by her naughty little garters. He watched as the girl’s body began to sway to the tottery music. The fluid grace with which she unfastened the braid and shook her dark hair loose around her.

“ That’s it babe……… now lets see what your hiding under those clothes…..”

There men called as Mara swayed on her stage in her little island of brilliant white light.

“………Strip Babe……..Take it off…….Take it ALL off.”

The cat calls came .
 
Mara reached back and untied the bow on her corset. She pulled the ribbons loose and soon the corset was tossed on the floor. She untied the sides of the delicate lace panties that she wore. She left on the garter belt, stockings and heels. Mara shook her hips and rocked to the music like she did when she was all alone singing into her hair brush.

If she had been in her right mind she would have never believed it of herself. She was a sweet girl. She had only had one lover, she was a sweet girl that loved her one and only man.

She had never put on a show like this.

Her body was beautiful but for the men watching, her humiation and her father's shame was beautiful as well.
 
There was a deep sensuality to the way Mara’s supple young body swayed to the music the way her hands fondled and caressed her own gorgeous young body as she danced for her kidnappers. She was a seductive combination of innocence and raw sexuality. They all watched intently as Mara delicate fingers reached back and untied the bow on her corset. Sergey smiled as Mara became lost in the music as she pulled the little blue ribbon free that had held her corset closed. The girl’s hips swayed invitingly as Mara held the corset to her body a moment longer before she let it slip to the stage to swayed bared to the waist. For her tormentors. Sergey nodded approvingly for this magnificent young beauty’s firm young breasts had no need of a bra. Mara’s hands slid down the sensual curves of her torso. Her delicate fingers moved in slow sensuality as the girl untied the sides of the delicate lace panties that she wore. She left on the garter belt, stockings and heels. Mara shook her hips and rocked to the music like she did when she was all alone singing into her hair brush.

Now with a nod from Sergey Yuri mounted the stage his muscular body molding to Mara’s as she swayed to the dark music that seemed to posses her body and soul. His arms encircled the girl’s waist, he drew her back to him, his crotched pressed to her tight little ass. As he dry humped her as they stood their dancing in Mara’s little island of light in the darkness of the world around her. The stray hairs at the nap of her neck danced in every hot moist breath that Yuri took His lips pressed a sensually seductive kiss to the nape of the girl’s neck even as his fingers toyed with the sparse downy fleece that covered Mara’s pussy.
 
Mara writhed against Yuri. She pressed her tight little backside against his crotch. His fingers began to not just toy with the fleece of her sex, but slid inside of her folds, toying with her clit. He held his fingers out in the light so that the men gathered could see her wetness. There was a cheer at the sight.

"Anthony.... that feels good." She whispered.

Another man brough up a small table to the little stage. Yuri pushed her lightly to the table and bent her over it. She had to be on her tiptoes, her sex and her ass on display. Yuri smacked her creamy ass lightly. Pulling her cheeks apart, showing off all of her secrets.
 
"Anthony.... that feels good."

Mara’s voice was a dark husky whisper laced with her dark arousal. So Max’s daughter thought she was with her beloved fiancé. With a nod Sergey set the next part of the little tableau in motion. A man brought up a small table to the little stage. Sergey smiled as Yuri pushed Mara lightly to the table and the stunning dark haired beauty over it. It was high enough that the she had to be stand on her tiptoes, her sex and her ass on display. Yuri smacked her creamy ass lightly. Pulling her cheeks apart, showing off all of her secrets.

His voice came to Mara through her drugged fogged mind.

“How shall I use you first my Sweet shall it be your tight little pussy….”


As your I cooed in Mara’s ear he slowly began to finger fuck the girl untill she was moaning and gasping in her dark desire.

“ Or shall I fuck that tight ass of yours first.”

Yuri slowly worked his finger, lubricated by Mara’s own sweet nectar into her virgin ass.

“Choose my proud beauty!”

Again Yuri’s hand came down on Mara’s firm creamy ass , yet this time the crimson print of his hand warmed the girl’s cool alabaster skin.
 
"You know I am a good girl, Anthony. You keep asking... but good girls don't do that... they don't let men fuck their asses." She revealed to the room that her ass was virgin.

She had only made love with Anthony a few times. She was still very unschooled in sexual matters. Her voice was light and giggly. She sounded a bit like a tipsy college girl.

****

Across town Mara's father was meeting with Anthony's father. They knew she was somewhere in Brighton Beach, but it wasn't as if they could tear apart every building. They had to know exactly where she was before they could go after her. They needed to get a hold of an enemy soldier and make him talk.


Rossi had to send home the wedding guests. His wife was beside herself. The doctor had to sedate her. The familes were distraught and Anthony was begging to go into Brighton Beach with guns blazing. They had been hamstrung and humiliated. And his Mara, his sweet Mara, he couldn't even imagine what was happening to her.
 
"You know I am a good girl, Anthony. You keep asking... but good girls don't do that... they don't let men fuck their asses."

She revealed to the room that her ass was virgin.
and the men went wild when Mara giggled like a naughty little coed.


“ But your mine now Mara and you do not have to be a good little girl any more.”


Yuri cooed into Mara’s ear.

“ You can be as wicked as you have always dreamed of.”

Yuri was playing a hunch he knew how Max Rossi had protected and shielded his daughter form his business. He knew of the long string of convent schools and now he gave her a little temptation.

“ I think your ass first Mara..”

Again his hand came down on Mara’s firm creamy alabaster ass. A little harder this time so not only his hand print glowed crimson but the firm flesh of Mara’s ass jiggled so sensually Yuri slid his cock along Mara’s now aroused and dripping slit untill it glistened with her own sweet nectar. Then Yuri thumbs spread Mara’s firm cheeks and he pressed the tip of his slick cock to her virgin ass. All held their breath would she fight or would Mara Rossi press back on to her rapist.
 
Mara moaned softly as Yuri rubbed his cock against her small, secret opening. The gentle rubbing and pressure felt good, felt darkly sexual. He reached around toyed with her clit.

She was enjoying his touch, enjoying his seduction. But Yuri wasn't patient. he had her on the brink of orgasm, her soft sexual sounds filling the room. but Yuri wanted the Rossi girl to pay. With no warning, he pushed his cock into her. Her scream tore through the room and her whole body fought to get away from him.

"Anthony.... you are hurting me...." She plead. Her dark hair covered her pretty face but Yuri could hear her crying. He also knew that if he hurt her, if he made her afraid, then she would look to his boss as her rescuer when he made Yuri stop. And that would be the ultimate punishment for Rossi, when he saw his own daughter trusting and serving Sergey.
 
They all knew the moment was at hand to wake sweet Miss Mara Rossi from her drug induced dream. They watched as Mara was enjoyed his touch, enjoyed his seduction. Yuri had the hapless beauty on the brink of orgasm, her soft sexual sounds filling the room, but it was time for Yuri to wake the Rossi girl from her dream time to make her pay for being Max Rossi’s daughter. With no warning, he pushed his cock into her. Her scream tore through the room and her whole body fought to get away from him.


"Anthony.... you are hurting me...."


She plead. Her dark hair covered her pretty face. Yuri fingers cruelly curled into Mara’s dark silken tresses and he snapped her head back as the house lights came up and Mara found herself on the stage of what must be a strip club surrounded by men who howler and applauded. Yuri bent close to the girl ear and he cooed in his thick accent I not your Antony and this is not your wedding bed Babe. Yuri gave another vicious thrust as he began the girl’s anal rape in earnest.

Sergey allowed the brutal rape to go on for five minutes before he bounded to the stage to put a stop to it. He knew that by then Mara Rossi would be frightened half to death and would be more receptive to his offer.


“ Miss Rossi if you become my pet I can stop this but these men have suffered at the hands of your father……”

He let his voice trail off as Yuri ran his fingers over the sensual curve of Mara’s ass.


“….now strip off the rest of those clothes and come to me naked as the day you were born and we will discuss your future.”

Yuri gave Mara’s tortured ass a firm slap, making her choices quite clear.
 
Mara cried softly as she realized what was going on. But she looked up at Sergey and nodded.

"I will do as you say, but please.... make him stop. It hurts so much." Yuri withdrew which made the pretty girl whimper in discomfort. Yuri pulled her up and she swayed for a moment getting her bearings. She removed the corset and the garters and stockings and her shoes.

She looked even more delicate and afraid and completely bare. She stepped off of the little stage and then looked up at Sergey.

"I will do whatever you say. Thank you for making him stop." She looked up at him with relief, she looked at him like a hero.
 
"I will do as you say, but please.... make him stop. It hurts so much."

Sergey gave Yuri a sharp look and Yuri playing his part to the hilt hesitated a moment before finally slipping his cock from Mara’s tight little ass. There was a sensually seductive fluid grace to the girl’s movements as she stripped for her new Master. Mara looked even more delicate and afraid standing on the little stage in completely bare, in all her naked glory.

"I will do whatever you say. Thank you for making him stop."

Sergey caressed Mara’s cheek with the back of his hand as she looked adoringly up to him as if he were her hero.

“ Well Mara the boys were looking forward to a sex show with you as the star………..”


He let his voice trail off as he leaned over to let his lips brush the terrified girl’s with as soft sensual kiss.


“Now we couldn’t disappoint them now can we Mara. Perhaps you could suggest something ……….”
 
Mara closed her eyes but for a moment. She felt unsteady and trembled. She slumped forward against Sergey. She crumpled against his crist dress shirt.

Some of his men took pictures, while Serget caressed her hair and her face. His thumb brushing across her lower lip.

In moments they were uploaded and messaged to Rossi and his men. Sweet, innocent Mara, she looked drugged but sensual. Her body on display, her mouth opening to Sergey's thumb.

"Please... not in front of them." Mara whispered. "Please, take me to your bed. Just you and me... please. I will be so good for you." She tried her best to be seductive, but her inexperience showed through. She looked like a girl in her wedding makeup with her hair a mess, a string of pearls still at her neck.
 
The naked beauty leaned against Sergey her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and gratitude for her salvation. Those sweetly expressive eyes grew still wider as Sergey whispered cupped her chin and his thumb sensual slide across the bow of her moist ripe lips.

Max Rossi was beside himself with anger as he watched the live streaming video of Mara’s seduction and rape. He watched speechless as her lips sensually parted and she sucked his enemy’s thumb like a sweet little sex kitten. He could not hear Mara plead,

"Please... not in front of them. Please, take me to your bed. Just you and me... please. I will be so good for you."

All he saw was how she stood on her tip toes and seductively pressed her naked body to the man. The way she so sweetly whispered to Sergey Popoff ear as she drew him to her in her naïve attempt to seduce him to try and gain some little shred of modesty. He Saw only Popoff lead her back to the stage to be bathed I that harsh white light that highlighted all her virginal charms. He did not her Poppoff’s coo in her ear.

“ Mara the boys can not be disappointed but if you give me a real good blowjob Babe then I might just take you to my bed as you asked babe. It really is up to you to put on a sexy show for them babe….”

Max Rossi only saw the way the bastard kiss his little girl his hands roaming over her gorgeous young body taking the most indecent liberties with her, titillating and exciting her reinforcing the effects of the aphrodisiac she had been given.

Sergey was not one to rely on that powerful drug alone. He had used Yuri brutal anal rape to cow the girl and now a subtitle reminder of what could happen.

“ …… the boys can be come quite demanding of their pleasures if disappointed Mara. As demanding as Yuri was!”
 
Mara was intoxicated with the drugs and trust. She needed Sergey to keep Yuri away. She got on her knees. She looked like such a pretty slave girl as she nuzzled and kissed the front of Sergey's trousers. Then she unfastened his trousers and kissed his hard cock.

Mara kissed the length of his cock, covering the warm skin with delicate lipstick prints. Her dark satiny hair fell around her face like a veil.

"Is this what you like?" Mara asked softly. She looked up at him and sucked the head into her mouth. She sucked the head sweetly, almost like she was enjoying the taste of a delicate candy.

She had no idea that the scene was being recorded and displayed on the internet. Her father and her fiance seeing everything that was happening.

Mara closed her eyes and began to relax. She sucked hi her mouth and swished her tongue from side to side. his fingers tightened in her hair and she sighed deeply. it felt natural for a moment.
 
Sergey could just see Max Rossi’s face as his chaste little girl got to her knees with a seductive fluid grace. She looked so sensually seductive erotic as she rose, baring her gorgeous young body to his hated enemy. Mara was behaving as if she were Poppoff’s adoring little slave girl, nuzzling and kissing the front of Sergey's trousers. Then she unfastened his trousers and kissed his hard cock.


Max Rossi’s hands were tight fists his knuckles white with his rage, a trickle of blood from the way his nails bit into the palm of his hands. Yet as much as the crystal clear images of Mara’s defilement danced before his eyes he could not bare to give the order to shut the damn monitors off. He watched mesmerized as Mara’s lips sweetly “O”ed in to a sensual little pout and she ran the tip of her little pink tongue over her moist ripe lips before bathing Poppoff’s cock with adoring little kisses.

"Is this what you like?"

Mara cooed so sensually her sweet smoldering eyes looking up adoringly at Sergey. A wicked little coquettish smile bowed the girl’s succulent lips as her head dipped forward and “O”ed around his cock. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that this was not the first cock that Mara had ever sucked as they watched the talented little beauty deep throat Popoff. Rossi turned to Aviano as Mara’s lips were obscenely “O”ed around Poppoff’s cock and her little button nosed was pressed to his groin.

You bastard Aviano you taught her to do That.

Max Rossi screamed as he pointed to the monitor. Max gasped as he saw Yuri, and Michael come to Mara as she sucked Sergey’s cock he watched as their hands began to caress and explore her young supple body, watched as they toyed with her breasts and nipples watched as they bathed her body with kisses as she knelt before Sergey his fingers laced in her hair and her lips “O”ed around his cock. He waited until the girl was lost in dark seductive ecstasy before he slipped from between her lips with and obscene little POP.

Other men had brought a little platform bed on to the stage . Yuri, and Michael bore the naked beauty to that bed, the alter on which her chaste virginity would be sacrifice as her father watched from afar. Her hands were bound above her head, Yuri, and Michael were feasting on Mara’s breasts and nipples. Sergey simply undid his trousers as he crawled between the girl’s legs , not even bothering to remove them as if Mara was a common slut. Sergey mounted her and Max Rossi screamed as he saw him slipped with in his sweet baby’s chaste young body. For his part Sergey Popoff continued the girl’s dark seduction with a little help from his friends.
 
Mara whimpered and gasped as the men used her body for sport. The medicine was beginning to wear off. She could see what was happening, she could feel it, but it didn't seem real.

As Mara became more and more cogent, she started to struggle against her captors. Mara turned her face away and screamed for help. She screamed for her father and for her love. She tried to push and claw her way free, but there was no hope for her to overpower them. She was out matched and she was still weakened.

Sergey spilled his seed inside of her. "Maybe we will have a lovely daughter..." He hissed at her. Mara screamed for her father again, but it was useless, the sound just bounced around the warehouse.

"Take her to her bed." Sergey uttered. "She needs to rest before we send her to one of my brothels."

Mara was still struggling agianst them when they dragged her to her cell. Her cell was a bare room with a cot and a few blankets. Mara covered herself with the blanket.
 
Mara’s preciously guarded virginity was surrendered to her father’s most hated enemy as the girl was lost in the dark drugged educed haze. Yet it was the sharp pain of that loss of innocence that pricked at Mara’s consciousness Now with the drug the spell she had been under began to unravel and Mara began to see what was happening, she could feel it, even though it didn't seem real. Yet as she began to struggle up from that dark haze that had fogged her mind, had sapped her will Mara began to struggle to fight against the bounds that held her tied to the bed, to fight against the unwanted arousal of her own traitorous body as she screamed,

” Papa, Papa, Help me!


Over and over again as Poppoff fucked the young virgin despite her struggles and her disparate pleas for help. Sergey turned his face to the camera and smiled for he knew that despite himself Max Rossi could not tear his eyes from the rape of his sweet baby girl. Poppoff kept pounding into the girl till at last her aroused treacherous young body grasped the pleasure it desired despite her tortured young mind’s protest. As the young girl sobbed and screamed for her Papa Poppoff slipped from her defiled chaste young body,

"Maybe we will have a lovely daughter..."

He taunted both Mara and Max Rossi before turning to Yuri, and Michael.

"Take her to her bed………She needs to rest before we send her to one of my brothels."

********************************************************

I’ll kill, him….I’ll kill that Russian Bastard!

Max screamed at the monitor screen as Mara was dragged from the little stage where she had been raped.

“ Find out where they are taking her Poppoff has only dozens of brothels here in the city cover them all.”



Yet it was not one of his brothels in the city that Poppoff intended sending Mara to. But one in Eastern Europe. One with a very special clientele. One were Mara Rossi would learn about the darker pleasures. One where Maxi Rossi sheltered young daughter would learn about things she could never imagine in her wildest dream.


They came to her in the middle of the night, they came to Mara’s cell where Mara lay covered with only a thin blanket. A pin prick the hot flush of the sedative. By the time Mara would awake she would find herself far from home about to embrace on a new darker life.
 
Mara awakened, but her vision was still muddy. She tried to sit up, but she found her wrists and ankles were bound to the cot she laid on. She was shivering with cold even though she was covered by a thin blanket.

"She is going to the castle." A voice growled from the darkness.

"For how long?" Asked a silky female voice.

"Till Sergey says otherwise." The growl turned into a chuckle.

Mara knew she was in trouble but she had no idea where she was. She screamed in the hopes that she would be heard. Butshe was rewarded with a gag and then another injection.

"Soon you will know that this is our of your control. The sooner you stop fighting the better life will be for you." An impeccably dressed blonde woman stood over her, her ruby red lips offered this wisdom to Mara, it was just seconds before Mara faded back into nothingness.
 
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