The Devil's Game

Prisoner

The video is not mine... I don't own Once Upon a Time...
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I struggled in magical iron grip, bucked my hips trying to throw him off, but nothing worked. He just sat there unmoving, pinning me down both magic and his own inhuman strength. He smirked at my futile efforts, it was like in those movies where the girl struggles against the deranged guy even though she has absolutely no chance. He used one of his hands to pet my Raven hair, I turned away from his touch, and he growled, like a cat might growl.

He was animalistic and horrible, not bad looking but right now I am more worried about the fact there is a good chance he might rape me here and now. That fact scares me, the way he has been touching me, it scared me, some of it sends ice cascading through my veins. I want him to stop, to leave me alone, I have never been touched in such a way, never even been kissed before this. Yeah shocking I know, he continues to pet my hair each time his predatory touch connects with my skin I flinch slightly. 

Normally I am quite feisty, being a woman alone in the enchanted forest and being trained and made first mate to Killian Jones give me an edge that most people don't have. I have had men try to rape me before but I was always able to get them away from me before, now I was powerless against this young boy. His eyes shine with pure darkness, and a predatory light.

He leans down, his breath hot against my ear. He whispers "ssshhhh Kitten, you're mine now." Dominance colors his voice so much so I want to quiver in fear, but I will never allow him that pleasure it's bad enough that I flinch at his touch. I want to growl, shove him, scratch, bite, anything to get him away from me. But I can't seem to move more than my head due to the binding spell and even that takes so much effort I don't know if I could lift it more that a centimeter.

His head rises enough so that he can lightly brush his mouth to mine trailing it down to my collar bone, then back up again leaving butterfly light kisses occasionally, if I was jot bound the the spot and he had not molested me earlier the experience would have been quite enjoyable. "Now Kitten," he whispers against my lips, "up you come." He raises his body weight off me and release a small sigh of relief. He gazes down at me with those evil forest green eyes. Slowly he release me from the binding spell, first my shoulders, then working my way down to my toes.

I gradually make my way to a standing position discreetly grabbing my daggers on my way up, holstering them in the process. As I rose I realized he was not as intimidating when I wasn't staring up at him. He and I were about the same height, around 5'9". I am tall for a girl yes, but it definitely has its advantages. I straightened my spine, now staring him straight in the eye. as he slightly steps forward to take hold of my upper arm, in response I bring my leg up quickly kicking him right in the family jewels. He doubles over in pain cupping himself. 

I take advantage of that and begin to sprint away, the black cloak I wore billowing out around me. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to just kick him but I was in too much of a hurry to get away from him, and not totally thinking straight so. The only thing I knew was the fact that I wasn't going anywhere with that creep. The dead leaves, pine needles, underbrush crunch beneath my molded leather boots. Once I had sprinted a fair distance I found a nice leafy tree and began to scale it like a squirrel. Finding little hand and foot holes, I reached the lowest branch fairly quickly which was about 15 feet off the ground. I placed both hands on it and pulled my self up. once I had a secure crouch on the branch I leaped like a cat to the next branch up, I repeated this step many times over until I was a good 50 feet off the ground. I pulled my black velvet hood over my porcelain skin, effectively hiding my face. I scanned the round so far below me with a hawk eyed gaze. The only thing that moved in the dark forest was the soft rustling of the trees.

A few seconds passed, but my heart refused to relent in its frantic racing. Crouched on the branch, ready to leap to the pine next to me at any second. The fresh sent filled my nose reminding me of my old farm back home in the enchanted forest. Seconds passed like days, minutes an eternity. Watching and waiting for the predatory creature.

The muscles in my legs cramped in anticipation, then as if of their own accord, went limp. I bit back a terrified scream as I fell to the merciless ground beneath me. But before I could reach the unforgiving dirt blackness colored my vision until it had dulled all my senses, and finally I lost conciseness. 

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Hey cupcakes sorry it took so long to update it's just I've been totally swamped with  things to do, my schedule hasn't been conducive to my writing. I think I am going to try and put a Peter Pan video at the beginning of each chapter if I can, please comment if you think this is a good or bad idea.  I hope you enjoy my story.

Sincerely DarkMyst607.