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Although the kiss was brief The sensation seem to linger, His eyes still closed when he felt a pain As she ran the razor sharp nail of her finger His eyes popped open as he looked at his chest She hushed him and stroked his hair while whispering “rest” He found that he was laying on the floor Surrounded by snow, his chest was bloody and gore “What you doing?” he begged “Hush I said.” “All will be revealed in time,” “Rest you’re now mine.” He panicked and tried desperately to move But could not, as if his body had been removed She sat next to him as her tail caressed his face The scent of a woman was pleasurable, her tail like a silky lace She spoke “ Do you remember long time ago,” “The beginning of your people’s sorrow?” “Yes,” he replied The reality of his situation dawned on him as he deeply sighed “The sacrifice should have been from the chief’s fruits not a bearer,” “Yes,” he replied, “A male child not female that’s what brought our terror.” “What Happened to Little Irit?” she asked He hesitated for a while, “She was taken by Coyote,” he said at last “Probably eaten, how should I know.” She whispered “That was not so.” “I am Irit the sacrifice, not little anymore,” “They now call me Irma.” Child of Coyote, Goddess of Devolma” “Although you killed my father, his spirit lives in me” She straddled him, sat on his belly leaned forward and said “Look in to my eyes and see the fate I have for thee” Her eyes were pools of fire As he saw his fate, the terror made him scream out and perspire Her fingernails slowly pushed under his chest deep inside Slowly tearing the skin open wide He screamed but his body did not move He passed out, she stopped and waited until he was fully alert before continuing the skin removal “Medicine man where is the one that should have been given in my place?” “Show haste and I might spare the rest of you and your face.” The pain was to much to bare and thought he would die at that moment in time But her words echoed in his pain “YOU ARE MINE” “His in hiding in the great towns,” he screamed The exposed muscles to the air was like no other pain but she had hot water on the fire which steamed “Hush, this is only the beginning for you medicine man she whispered…. To be continued….

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Coyote Full of Secrets Deep and Dark Pt3

Although the kiss was brief The sensation seem to linger, His eyes still closed when he felt a pain As she ran the razor sharp nail of her finger His eyes popped open as he looked at his chest She hushed him and stroked his hair while whispering “rest” He found that he was laying on the floor Surrounded by snow, his chest was bloody and gore “What you doing?” he begged “Hush I said.” “All will be revealed in time,” “Rest you’re now mine.” He panicked and tried desperately to move But could not, as if his body had been removed She sat next to him as her tail caressed his face The scent of a woman was pleasurable, her tail like a silky lace She spoke “ Do you remember long time ago,” “The beginning of your people’s sorrow?” “Yes,” he replied The reality of his situation dawned on him as he deeply sighed “The sacrifice should have been from the chief’s fruits not a bearer,” “Yes,” he replied, “A male child not female that’s what brought our terror.” “What Happened to Little Irit?” she asked He hesitated for a while, “She was taken by Coyote,” he said at last “Probably eaten, how should I know.” She whispered “That was not so.” “I am Irit the sacrifice, not little anymore,” “They now call me Irma.” Child of Coyote, Goddess of Devolma” “Although you killed my father, his spirit lives in me” She straddled him, sat on his belly leaned forward and said “Look in to my eyes and see the fate I have for thee” Her eyes were pools of fire As he saw his fate, the terror made him scream out and perspire Her fingernails slowly pushed under his chest deep inside Slowly tearing the skin open wide He screamed but his body did not move He passed out, she stopped and waited until he was fully alert before continuing the skin removal “Medicine man where is the one that should have been given in my place?” “Show haste and I might spare the rest of you and your face.” The pain was to much to bare and thought he would die at that moment in time But her words echoed in his pain “YOU ARE MINE” “His in hiding in the great towns,” he screamed The exposed muscles to the air was like no other pain but she had hot water on the fire which steamed “Hush, this is only the beginning for you medicine man she whispered…. To be continued….