The Decimation of Mae (The Blue Butterfly)

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into me, her face a mere inch from mine, her hatred
almost slapping me. “ MY Master loves me and he will give me anything I
ask. And if I ask him to slice straight through your heart, he won’t even
hesitate.”
    She gripped my chin, rendering more pain through the
delicate nerves in my gum. “You not only belong to Master Daniel, but also to me.
I am free to do whatever I wish and I’m hoping you understand just how low I
will go to please MY Master.”
    I chewed on the inside of my cheek, trying to hide my
humour at her desperation. “Honey,” I whispered, “You are more than welcome to
him, but why do I get the feeling you feel threatened by me?”
    I glowed inwardly as she squirmed slightly, her teeth
becoming visible when they sank into her bottom lip.
    I smirked when I realised how deep her need for Master
was. And me being me didn’t hesitate in twisting that knife even deeper. “Oh, I
think you ought to feel threatened. I made him come in my mouth almost as soon
as he sank his cock between my lips.”
    Frank mumbled a groan as Demi transformed before me. Her
eyes fired and her fingers dug even further into my cheeks, her thumb pressing
hard against the empty area between my back molars. “He touched you?” Her
surprise was potent, the shock of my revelation burning her blood.
    “Well,” I sneered. “Rather, I touched him. Just a little
something to please your Master. Blew his load straight down my throat
whilst he cried out my name.”
    Okay, maybe that was a little stretched, but I wasn’t going
to tell her that he never uttered my name, and disappeared before I could even
swallow the whole mouthful he’d given me. There was just something about this
bitch that got my back up, brought out the dark side of me, the side that was
adamant I would knock her down after her ridicule over Frank’s disability.
    “You lying whore,” she spat as her fist crashed into my
face.
    Fuck that!
    I gave it back to her, her face crumpling under my fists.
She was easy prey in my desperation to release the pent up energy. She just lay
still as her ugly fucking face smashed to pieces under my wrath while I let my
hatred out and tore into her. Adrenaline fired through me, killing any pain in
my arm and allowing me to strike blow after blow upon the bitch.
    I knew Master would kill me, but bring it on. The quicker
the better. I couldn’t take another moment in there, tied, beaten and regarded lower
than a dog. Maybe this would bring the finality that awaited me in the next few
months hurtling forward, ending my anguish over how my life would end, how
painful it would be when my soul ripped its way out of me.
    “N...No…” Frank begged as he pulled me off the bitch who
was curled up below me. I kicked out at her as my body was hauled backwards.
“You m…mustn’t. Master will p...punish you, Mae.”
    “I don’t care!” I screamed as I struggled to free myself
from his hold and kill the contemptuous bitch whimpering in a heap on the
floor.
    I bucked against Frank when he forced my wrists into the
cuffs hanging from the ceiling. “I…I apolog...gise but I m…must secure y…you.”
    Demi uncurled herself and clambered up, her eyes fierce
on me. “You cunt!”
    I laughed. “Oooh don’t let Daniel hear the filth you
spew,” I mocked, my mind completely overtaken with my delirium. “He won’t like
that, Demi.”
    She huffed and wiped the blood from her mouth with the
back of her hand, her eyes studying the red substance that now smeared her
smooth, flawless skin. She looked shocked to discover she actually housed a
blood system, her eyes staring widely as her lips parted. That figured.
    She strolled over to the tools on the wall, her shoulders
straight in her determination to hurt me. Her long fingers rested on a large
iron baton. My breath hitched and I tested the security of my restraints. It
didn’t surprise me to find they were not only steady but strict and harsh,
denying me any movement at all.
    “Get

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