The little demon guards brought Michelle into the room. They pulled the struggling girl by a chain attached to the collar around her neck. Her hands we tired together and her legs were in shaggles. She struggle against the demons lead.
The robed Blackwell stood up and walked over to them. "You're a hot one," he said, "but you no longer need to struggle. You're beloved, as you call him, has given up."
"I don't believe you," she said.
Blackwell raised his arms and music began to play. {{Click here to start the music}} "Guards, leave us. First untie her hands."
"What about the other restraints?" she asked.
"What about them?" he asked her. "I think you'll enjoy it better this way."
The guards left the room and Black suddenly grabbed Michelle's hands. His clawed hands scared her. He then forced her to dance against her will. She struggled in the shackles.
"You are the most firey woman I've meet in a long time," Blackwell said. "You get angered by me so easily. I find you delicious."
"Go to hell," she replied.
"Yes," he said, "You are so strong." He suddenly spun her around. Michelle gasped unprepared.
"You're the kind of girl I could take as my dark queen. So now that that twit of a man Aramis has given up, you have no body else to hate except me. And you do it so well."
"I don't hate anybody," Michelle responded.
"Of coarse you do. You love, as you understand, to hate." He suddenly and without warning, grabbed the chain around her neck and flong her over his shoulder. Michelle landed flat on her back. The wind was knocked out of her, and she laid there gasping for air. Blackwell leaned over her waiting for her to shout a profanity, but she didn't. "Oh, you suffer such sweat pain, I wish somebody would do that to me. That's just the tip of the iceburg of what I've got in store for you."
Michelle gasped, "You just wait, Aramis will teach you."
Blackwell laughed, "Oh please even a blind man can see Aramis is a loser." Blackwell reached out a claw to help her up. Michelle refused his help. Anger suddenly flared in Blackwell, he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up. He then threw her toward a wall. She hit with a hard thump. Her shackled hit a torch and the force of the clinking metal snapped the chains.
Michelle landed on the floor and blood squirted out from her mouth. "Damn," she said. Blackwell began to walk toward her from across the room. Michelle moved to get away and realized her legs were free. Her strength gathered in her. "Alright, I've had enough of this." She jumped to her feet, and flipped toward Blackwell. Her feet kicked Blackwell in his demonic face. Blackwell was unprepared and fell backwards. He landed on his back. Michelle jumped in the air, did a three backflips and landed on Blackwell's chest. She jumped up high in the air and landed with full force upon him. Blackwell moaned in pain. "Bastard," Michelle said. She jumped off of him and started to run.
Just then the music stopped playing. Michelle was startled and stopped. Suddenly her chain was pulled and she went flying toward Blackwell. She landed against the now standing, and unrobed body. His full figure eight foot demonic self was now visible. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
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