Blades of Lust and Love

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Present (female) B

BloodTh

on May 10, 2008

This is a present. A gift for all of my loyal female readers. Don't worry, guys, you'll get one too. I just had the inspiration for this first (don't ask me why). If you don't like the winged version, there's a non-winged version just before this one.

This is actually a rare glimpse into my past, one that happened only ten years prior to BRL, this one, and Blood's trials. This is my first meeting with Blaze. At this time, she was only 13, but she was completely obssessed with me. One day, she knocked me out, kidnapped me, and when I woke up, I was strapped like this. She had given me something in my sleep that induced a boner for several days. About this time, I was starting to panic. Look closely, I'm not wearing my wristbands. Truth is, my mother gave me those wristbands when I was young because, well, they helped me control my fear, just leave it at that. Anyway, Blaze came into the room. She told me I was her trophy and that I was going to stay like that for all of eternity, and that when she turned 18, she was going to use me as her personal sex slave. Now, don't get me wrong, she was cute and all at this time, but she was only 13. I may be a lot of things (ninja, assassin, guardian, etc.) but I'm no pedo. I decided to cut a deal. I told her that is she let me down, and let me go, I'd make her my mate when she turned 20. In her Naivety, Blaze let me go, honestly beleiving me. However, it was a deal cut in desperation, and I had absolutely no intent on upholding my end of the bargain at the time. However, I kept my eye on her after that, so that a repeat incident would not occur. But when she turned 18, she went from "cute" to "irresitably beautiful" practically overnight, and I remembered the deal I had made. Despite a little voice in my head saying "no, you are going to regret it!" I started to visit her to get to know her a little better. When she turned 20, I did what I had said I was going to do and took her as my beautiful mate, or "lover", in some circles. I still haven't got my revenge yet, and it's been three years…

Honestly, in truth, I'm probably not even half as big as my comic persona (I mean, look at him! He's nearly up to his chest fur!). But hey, honestly, what man really is? Every guy seems insecure with his own size, and tells everyone he's bigger than he really is, and tries to find ways to make it seem like he is. I, on the other hand, don't really care what people think. If a woman is looking for a man simply because he's supposed to be huge, I don't think I'd want anything to do with her… Does a guy's size really matter that much that a girl would dump him just for being small?! That's utterly pathetic.