Fiendish: A Twisted Fairytale by Meka James Read Free Book Online

wanted, no, I needed something new, especially after what I’d gone through. For once I didn’t over think or worry that it was going to be a bad decision, I just did it. Made a major change in location in hopes of making a major change in who I was. So far, I’d only succeeded in changing my location.
     
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    Being around Calida was an interesting experience. She was so easily frazzled by a look or a smile; it was amusing. She blushed often, making me curious to know what thoughts went on in her head. She played the role of the shy ‘good girl,’ but I was beginning to suspect there was an untapped side of her begging for release.
    As much as causing pain to my pet excited me, the thought of seeing how tightly I could wind up Calida before she snapped was oddly just as exciting. She was unlike the normal women I would take an interest in. I preferred ones like her friend, as half the joy came from breaking them. But there was something about Calida that stuck with me.
    After having breakfast, I headed down to the cellar. Pet sat on the bed with her legs slightly apart in an attempt to keep the blistered skin on her thighs from touching. 
    “Please!” she begged the moment she saw me. “Please, I need something for the pain.”
    She broke down crying again, her body trembling from the force of her sobs. A caring man would have felt sorry for her.  A man that cared would have opened the door and put his arms around her to give comfort. A caring man wouldn’t have her locked up to begin with. I was not a man that cared, and frankly, I was tired of her crying. She was beginning to look very sad and that was causing me to lose some interest in her. The cuts had healed and started to scab over. The burns on her thighs were blistered and red. Her face was blotchy and her eyes were now red rimmed from the incessant crying. Pet’s time was coming to an end. 
    “You want the pain to stop?”
    “Yes, please make it stop.” I gave her a smile as her eyes pleaded with me through the door.
    “I ’ll make it stop.”
    I walked to the back of the cellar to retrieve a pair of gloves and a couple of zip ties from one of the drawers. I was really disappointed in her. I thought she would have put up more of a fight, but sadly from the moment she woke up here, she ’d been all tears.
    “Lay down on the bed,” I ordered when I entered the cell. She hesitantly complied with my request. “Grab onto the headboard.” She eyed me warily but also complied.
    I walked over and straddled her, instantly she started begging and thrashing about. Sliding down a bit, I grabbed ahold of her thighs and squeezed. Pet let out a high pitched yelp that sounded like a wounded dog.
    “Hands on the headboard now!” I ordered.
    She continued to cry and writhe beneath me, causing me to press down harder. A strangled cry ripped from her lips. Breathing heavily, she lifted her shaky arms above her head to grab onto the headboard. I quickly zip-tied her hands so that she was secured in place before settling back into my original position.
    My gloved fingers ran over the various scars that now covered her body, lingering on the one that ran across her nipple. Pet’s body shook from fear and pain while she continued to whimper.
    “You…you said you would make the pain stop.”
    “And I will, my Pet. I will,” I replied, as I continued to explore her body. When my hand reached between her legs, the crying got more intense. “Shh, tell me the rules of the house,” I crooned, roughly inserting two fingers into her opening.
    “B…be ni..nice to you, yo…you’ll be nice to me,” she stuttered.
    I pressed in harder and watched as she closed her eyes tightly. Her lips were pressed together as she struggled to endure the invasion into her body. Her mouth formed a silent ‘ow’ when I added another finger. I kept moving my hand harshly within her while watching the agony contort on her face. I felt my erection growing, but she was no