FIA
I sway my hips, my eyes shut tight, embracing the familiar darkness that surrounds me. It's better than facing the demons that await when I open my eyes. They hunger for flesh, only knowing how to take and use it. Yet, after years of the same scene, I've become blind and numb.The cold air brushes against my skin, offering a soothing comfort as if telling me there's nothing to fear. But is that really true?In a world consumed by fear, where freedom is a distant dream, how can anyone's cries for liberation be heard? Every creature has become deaf to the pleas."More!" they growl, and it brings a smile to my face. It's the same attitude we all possess, unable to resist the urge for more.Why?Because hidden within each of us is greed, and anyone can be selfish if they choose to be. Sometimes, it's circumstances that force us down that path.Everyone has their own secrets to hide.Everyone possesses a hidden power, but they also harbor pain and fear that they keep concealed from others. However, there are moments when we must confront the fact that we, too, can be monsters, creatures that relentlessly crave and desire.We constantly yearn for more, disregarding the potential harm we may cause or the people we may trample upon in our pursuit.It's a consequence of living in a dark world filled with hostility and aggression, where the desire for control reigns supreme. Some may argue that it's their life and they have the right to dictate it, but have you ever questioned whether your actions are truly right?Or perhaps, have you convinced yourself that it's right because someone else planted that belief in your mind, satisfying your own desires? Have you ever considered if you are still genuinely happy?Or is it because you believe that your own happiness is more important than that of others? Do you believe that being selfish towards yourself can truly alleviate those inner pains? And finally, have you ever wondered if this is truly the life you desire?What if you are so blinded by your own desires that you fail to realize you have robbed others of their happiness? What if you are so deaf to the cries of those who have suffered due to the decisions and path you have chosen?But above all, what if that very decision of yours erases and destroys the essence of your personality and sanity?There are countless reasons, but it all boils down to the fact that everyone is selfish. Some people are driven by the desire for acceptance, love, and happiness for their own sake. They want to be loved and accepted so much that they are willing to do anything, even if it means being selfish towards others, just to make them see their importance.On the other hand, some people find happiness and freedom to be the reason for others' joy. It's a personal choice whether this is considered selfish, as they are sacrificing their own happiness for the sake of others.We have the power to shape our own destinies, but sometimes, as humans, we fail to make the right decisions that would lead us to a place where we can proudly say, "I made it; I am now free and happy.""Hey, can you show us more?" A man's comment made me burst into laughter, so I confidently pulled down the small cloth covering my top without any hesitation or worry.I don't even feel a hint of shame because I feel so liberated like I'm floating in the air.As my bare skin was exposed to them, they erupted in excitement. I could feel the gentle touch of the air on my chest, sending shivers down my spine."Come closer and let me have a taste!" someone shouted again, but this time with a commanding tone. I opened my eyes to see hundreds of eyes fixated on me as if I were their prey, ready to be toyed with. I couldn't help but smirk at the darkness in their eyes, glowing with desire.Men.They tend to be selfish, prioritizing their own happiness over others.But women are selfish for not loving themselves, for not realizing their worth and deserving respect and love."Oh, come here, you whore. I'll pay you just to make me feel and taste you." I wanted to roll my eyes, but I couldn't. I was too numb to feel anything.I reached out toward my future, caressing them both as I swayed my hips and moved closer to the crowd.The music shifted its rhythm, taking on a more seductive tone that caused me to bite my lip in anticipation.With deliberate slowness, I lowered myself to my knees and grasped my long hair with my right hand, exposing more of my neck and chest. My fingers traced along my skin, which glistened with a light sheen of sweat."Oh, screw you, bitch!" a man groaned in agony. But I paid no mind to his words, as it seemed that I had lost all control over myself.Releasing my hair, I looked up, allowing the red light to wash over my face. I could feel the tightness of the mask against my skin, intensifying the sensation. It was as if the mask had transformed my very personality.I was becoming a liberated individual, free to embody someone's fantasy, liberated from the chains of servitude. This time, they were the ones enslaved.I made them yearn for me. I made them dream of being with me, even if only for a fleeting moment, because I knew that the time would come when they would be trapped in my own dream.A nightmare.I clenched my teeth, unable to resist the urge to sharpen my nails to a deadly point. The pain shot through my neck, but instead of fear or concern, I felt a surge of tension. It was as if these monsters, disguised as humans, were drawn to the scent of blood, their obsession with violence evident.Blood was their lifeblood, their preference for brutality apparent.But I was no different from them, a wolf in sheep's clothing. It was just disheartening that instead of feeling strong, I felt weak. Someone had turned me into a submissive pawn, destined to live this way forever.As my wound slowly healed, I found myself dancing before them, completely exposed. I had no cover, only the mask I wore.Spreading my legs apart, I leaned back, supporting myself with my hands.I bared myself to them, feeling their eyes on my most intimate parts. They snarled and growled, their desire to grab me evident. Yet, they still managed to restrain themselves, knowing that the show was not yet over. It was one of the rules—they had to look and nod first.I let out a giggle, knowing it was all part of my act. Seduction was key, after all. As I stood up, I ran my hand down my stomach, but suddenly, it felt like scalding water had been poured over me.A wave of unfamiliar sensations washed over me, making me swallow hard. It was as if something was stirring inside me, my wolf scratching at the back of my mind, trying to communicate. I paused, surprised to see that the others around me were just as stunned. Some even bowed their heads as if hiding."Keep going!" someone shouted, urging me on. It was then that I realized I had momentarily stopped.What was going through my mind?And why did I feel this strange, magnetic pull towards an unknown place? There was an energy calling out to me, but I couldn't quite grasp what or who it was.FIAI shook my head, trying to resist the urge to turn towards the source of the voice. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fight it. I closed my eyes again, determined to finish what I started. I needed to focus, and no one should distract me.As I felt a hot gaze on my skin, I couldn't help but bite my lips. It was different this time, more intense. I couldn't ignore the fire that seemed to be burning inside me.What was happening?My own body betrayed me, and I almost gasped in surprise. It felt like someone else's warm hand was holding me, making me crave something I couldn't quite put into words.The whole place fell silent as if a terrible presence had passed by. I couldn't even hear a single scream anymore. But why?My fingers started to itch as if they were desperate to do something. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fulfill that desire.I used to think there was nothing wrong with me, that I was just a fantasy. I didn't need to hold myself back from being who
FIA“You are so naughty, Mate. You deserve a punishment.”His words hit me like a punch, leaving me frozen and overwhelmed with a mix of emotions.Looking around, I noticed that everyone was still keeping their heads down, too afraid to see what was unfolding. But I saw it all.I clenched my jaw and let out a low growl."A true leader should be seated on his throne, not wandering into places like this," I muttered, attempting to break free from his hold.But he hissed, causing me to freeze and gasp as his sharp fangs grazed my neck."Do you understand what I'm saying? Your body should belong to me, yet every man in this room can smell your scent! They can see your skin!"The wolves whimpered, frightened by their king's unusual tone. As for me, fear coursed through me, but there was something else stirring in my heart, something I despised. I didn't want to feel this strange attraction."A true king can never indulge freely! Yes, I may be a whore! Those men pay me for my performances,
FIANervousness and fear swirled in my mind like a liquid current, blending together. However, amidst the chaos, a strange whisper in my brain ignited a peculiar strength within me.A damn wolf is ready to engage in her twisted game. My emotions are shifting, transforming into something I shouldn't become. Once again, the whisper persists.Run."Why, you little coward? Are you afraid of your king's bite? It's etched all over your face." The mocking face stands before me, his sneer piercing through my being. I despise what I see, yet I can't tear my gaze away from his burning eyes, filled with both lust and desire."I couldn't care less about your empty words, King." However, my body tenses as his finger inches closer to my slowly healing wound. Without warning, he presses his sharp nail against it, causing it to reopen and blood to flow.His eyes darken even further, and I realize that the sight of blood is like a drug to him. Strangely enough, I find myself yearning to let it all dra
FIAA growl left his lips, as if he was frozen in what he was doing, and I could feel it in his movements.It wasn't long before he immediately grabbed my ass and started caressing it.Grabbing my ass and jerking me against him, cupping the back of my neck and my ass to hold me flush against him.His cock is thick behind his trouser, it's stiff, and it looks like it's ready for the possible battles to be faced.I have no idea how I got myself into this mess, but I can't even recognize the person I'm with. All I can say is that I'm parched and going insane from his touch.The guy forcefully kissed me, a passionate and intense kiss that left me gasping for air when he finally let go. He firmly grabbed my butt and lifted me up.I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist so that I wouldn't fall from being lifted up by him.I also slipped my hands around his neck, and that's when I noticed that my hands were also tied for some unknown reason. But I don't care anymore. What's important to m
FIA"I've never wanted a man so bad in all my life," I whispered softly, and I knew it was the truth.I have never wanted a man in my entire life."Yes, I know, my queen, but now you're naked for me." His gaze skipped down my bare body, resting on my pussy and then back up.I can feel the warmth of his gaze traveling through my whole body."I'm still wearing my sandals, so I'm not totally naked," I said jokingly, not expecting it to be taken seriously.He twisted in place to glance at my feet and saw that I was still wearing my sandals."Yes, you are. We'll not worry, my queen, because I have a remedy for that."He shifted his position, settling himself between my legs, and proceeded to undo the strap of my sandal. Once my sandal was off, all I could hear was the loud thud of it hitting the floor.However, my focus quickly shifted as I began to feel the gentle sensation of his lips showering my right foot with sweet kisses.A ticklish sensation started to creep up my thighs as his tend
FIA"Mom, where are you going? And why are you packing?" I asked, feeling a sense of worry as I watched my mother hastily packing her clothes as if she wanted to escape from something."Don't worry, my daughter. We're not the only ones leaving. I'm taking you with me," she replied, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion. We seemed to be doing just fine in our current home or even in the new house we recently moved to, so I couldn't fully grasp the reason behind our sudden departure.Why did my mother decide to leave now? I had finally started to like this place and had made new friends, only to be uprooted once again. We hadn't even been here for long before we had to leave."You might not understand right now, but one day you will, my dear," my mother said, turning to me and gently stroking my cheek.I could see the exhaustion in her eyes, but there was also a hint of fear and unease. But why? What was she afraid of?And who or what was causing it?I was just a kid, but I couldn'
FIA"They're here!" My mom's bewildered exclamation jolted my father's spirit into action, and he swiftly sprang into motion.He hastily lifted a wooden plank from the floor, revealing a small hole that was just big enough for me to squeeze through. It served as a secret tunnel leading to a tiny room or basement that my father had personally customized.I always wondered why he insisted on creating these small rooms in every house we lived in.I assumed that he used them to hide important information or materials, but as I peered into the room now, I noticed a small bed and various food items neatly arranged along the wall. There were also other objects that seemed intentionally placed for the use of whoever resided inside."Come on in, my daughter," my father whispered softly, prompting me to glance at my mother, who simply smiled reassuringly as if to say that there was nothing to fear."Alright, Fia, your father and I will join you later," she added. I don't know why, but I couldn'
FIAAs I watched the king approach my mother, I couldn't help but shiver from the cold. It was clear that she wasn't comfortable with his actions, but he seemed completely unfazed. It didn't matter to him if she kept her distance; all he cared about was getting what he wanted.Meanwhile, my father was desperately trying to break free from the king's men. I could see the desperation in his eyes as he fought to protect my mother from the danger the king posed.All I wanted was to intervene and put a stop to their actions. I wished I had the courage to beg them to spare my family from this torment, but fear held me back.I knew that if I remained weak, I wouldn't be able to save my parents. The realization brought tears to my eyes, knowing that I wouldn't be able to fulfill the promise I had made to them.I made a promise to protect them, but it's so embarrassing because I can't even move my legs right now due to the overwhelming fear. I feel so weak and lost, not knowing what to do.I c