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(I am a smart cute sweet shy blk ssbbw and to all those who read my profile I am not here to be fake I am here to be me and expierence wut i feel is something that i am very much into i am nothing more then me and if you do not like it then i am srry.)
I am very new to this but very interested in learning everything i can and more. I am looking for friends and as I learn more also will be looking for a Dom to own me:)
Angel Wings
She sits in a dark cold room her eyes shut for
fear of seeing what is around her, The steal around her ankle is bitter
cold and pulses with pain each time she moves the tattered rags she
once called clothes now just barely hang on her warn and tired frame,
the once so brilliant and beautiful wings that adorn her back now drag
behind her beaten and broken, The air is still and heavy as she sits
alone, only the gentle cascading glow of the moonlight falling in on
her fragile body, the bruises of time slowly revealing them selves, She
pulls her self from what she would have liked to call sleep but in this
iceie dank stone enclosed prison she now found herself trapped in she
could not, the guards at the doors that she never saw, Only heard there
taunting moans barley audible never clear words nothing she could make
out anyway and every now and again the way they would seem to scream at
her in not only jealous raves but mournful cries as thought she should
have been able to save them, the excruciating noises that radiated from
around her the scratching and clawing of the others, people she
thought, prisoners stuck and bound like she, the dull screams that
seemed to be an eternity away and the ones that seemed to be so close
she could touch them the ominous feeling in the air that she could
almost taste the blood stained walls that she couldn't help but stare
at, As the shadow like figures whom she called guards or assumed that
fact passed menacingly by her cell a shiver ripped through already torn
being she cringed at there innate smell of death and shuttered at there
beast like grows that she assumed they made when they were talking to
one another, Pulling herself off the sackcloth bag that was made do for
a bed the chain bound to her ankle kept her held fast to the center of
the box she presumed to be a room with enough give so she might sit and
look out the window or gather the food the slipped under the rust
coated decaying door if she dared the food there ricked a pungent odor
that seemed like it was not from earth its self in fact this whole
place seemed as it belonged in some uncharted region of hell which
brought a bone chilling and stomaching churning thought to her mind
could it be that she found herself trapped in some dungeon in hell its
twisted and mangled arms wrapped so furiously tight around her, To
think such a thing made her want to puke and no doubt she would have if
it was not for the fact that she had nothing in her to purge, At times
she found crying to be the only solace and even then it never seemed
enough her sobs echoed in and out of every dark and reached corridor
sliding over the soaked walls but finding no ears to care, That day
that O so dreadfully day that she awoke to the feeling of something
saering her flesh a hand tightly grepped her arm yanking her from a
never restful sleep pulling dragging almost tearing her and trying to
talk to her thought it was no use the words that fell out of the mouth of this horrifying creature of putrid disbelief were only angry
growls and low moans as she was being dragged down different hallways
she had never seen before although that was easy to say for the most
part the only walls she knew of were the four that encased her, The
pain that she felt on her upper arm was as if the thing that held it was
nothing short of hell fire that had taken shape it scorched her flesh
and left scars as he or she or it throw her into another cell what was
the point of this was all that ran thought her mind her arm sore and
her wings broken still now the pain that tour through her body was so
immensely intense she could do nothing but fall to the floor and weep,
This cell was not different then the other she soon figured out that
they just enjoyed moving her from room to room seeing the pain in her
body and the sadness in her eyes, late that night after crying and
sobbing till her tears ran dry a figure appeared he came in the form of
a shadow, At first there was no strength in her to try to fight so she
lay still waiting for whatever might happen squeezed her eyes tightly
together and held her breath but when nothing happened she peeked from
behind her weak eyelids and the figure was gone the only thing in his
place a glow coming from behind her had this hell she found herself in
finally revealed something possibly good
the warm glow that leaked
into her room from what she guessed to be a pitiful excuse for a
window seemed to engulf her body holding her cradling her as she
turned to look she saw for the first time a strange face in the moon
something she never saw before or never took the time to see anyway it
was sweet and comforting, After a while she found herself talking to
this strange face in the moon as she so sweetly called it The Man in
the Moon he became her strength her fire though over and over again he
said to her it is not me that has the fire it is within you when she
slept now it was a truly restful sleep for now she had a watcher a
guardian so to speak in this endless pain this dudgeon of death and dis
pair a light, that, which told her to look into herself and in time she
did and found that the fire was indeed hers but only with his help
could it be lit again she thanked him as her bruises attempted to start
to heal and her wings began to mend with his help her pain was less the
creature like guards became more understandable less
anemones but still there she asked and wondered if they would ever go
away his answer was direct and almost harsh but not mean just true if
you want them to it is your choice those words rattled in her head for
a while after he spoke those words he disappeared for, Till her bruises
were completely gone and her wings strong enough to hold up then the
figure came into her room again his voice soft and caring she stood his
hand held stretched she reached this time with no hesitation he knew
she was now ready to left those magnificent wings and fly though she
was still scared as her hand slid into his warmth and safety filled her
a glow encased her heart she love this man and she knew he knew it he
held her tight and whispered in her ear its your time to fly she cried
at his words though she knew they were so true his hand found her tears
and whipped them away the question that fell from her lips was what if
i cant what if i fall he simply smiled and said then i will catch you a
smile lingered on the corner of her lips till it found its way into her
eyes a sparkle glinted as he looked at her and as his lips met hers in
true and endless passion the walls of her cell faded the guards
disappeared the screams dulled for they would never go away completely
she knew that now and what she also knew was that even thought they
would be there she knew she would never be alone with them again, His
arms ensnared so tightly around her waist his lips engulfed in hers her
arms tightly holding him till the intense passion calmed as he let her
fall from his lips and as she fell to his chest resting her head there
he just held on tight whispering I Love You Sweetie in her ear as those
precious words slid through his lips a complete smile crossed hers her
wings stretched out and in doing so she realized the walls were gone
she was standing on a amazingly majestic mountain side with a view
that seemed to never end in the arms of a man she loved and knew he
loved her she steeped back left ed her eyes and took to the sky and for
once her Angel Wings were as beautiful and perfect as they were always
spouse to be spread like an eagles wings she took flight Finlay Free or at
least half way there and that's all she needed as she touched back down
in front of him the man that grabbed her hand when no one else would
reached passed the dirt and grime into the bloody hell she found
herself in and never let go he mended her wings and gave her confidence
again for this he would always be a part of her and for this she would
always be with him always serve him.
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