Chapter 50

Esmeralda I woke up with a start, followed by a long loud gasp that left me panting hard. Sitting upright immediately, I stared into space, gasping for breath recalling the vent of my nightmare flashed through my head. Except it was a panic attack caused by the she-devil herself. Her claws dragged me into the darkness with my body bound by silver chains, leaving me no room for escape. It hurt. It burned, so bad that my skin peeled. And fresh droplets of my blood splashed on me, and her. Her snaky tongue found its way in the darkness, licking each drop of my blood, hungrily, almost draining me completely, like a starved vampire sucking the blood of its victim. I screamed and pleaded, but it wouldn't stop her torture. My agonizing screams sounded like pleasant music to her ears, satisfying her troubled soul. And my blood tasted like fine wine on her tongue, causing muffled moans and groans out of her lips. She enjoyed it. She enjoyed me. But as if that was not enough, her long dark claws