It was snowing heavily outside, creating a thick blanket of crystals as the Queen was standing outside on her balcony, staring out into nothing nothingness while deep in her thoughts. She did not feel the snowflakes getting attached to her skin nor the temperature going down rapidly, as she stood frozen as time itself while a ghostly voice echoed through her mind,....."Snowflake!"
The memory of the name she had long buried and wanted desperately to keep it that way, but after Micah had dug it up from the depths of Gods knows where, all had started to come back again, flooding her mind unforgiving.
“Snowflake”.
The name that held a bittersweet meaning, for it was given to her by a man she once loved with every fiber of her being.
But that love had been betrayed, shattered by the same man´s own hands, and it had made her into what she was now, a cold and wrathful woman.
The memories of their love and his betrayal still lingered, somewhere deep down in the back of her mind but they were tainted by the pain and betrayal that had followed. So she made sure never ever to trust a man like that again, to give her heart and soul completely. That´s why overtime her heart had turned to ice, her once warm and loving soul now consumed by bitterness and vengeance, making her rule the wastelands with an iron fist, inflicting her wrath upon anyone who dared to cross her.
And yet, deep down, she couldn’t help but wonder if she would ever be able to let go of the past and find happiness again. As she stood looking down at the snow-covered landscape, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of emptiness. The ghostly voice fading into the background again after taking some much needed deep breaths and mumbling a reversed remembrance spell to herself so she would not be constantly reminded of the love she had lost.
Now the only thing left to do was moving forward with her revenge, in particularity on the one that she now had locked up in her bedchamber. She did not know exactly yet what to do with him, feeling a tiny bit overwhelmed by his presence, which of course she would never, ever admit out loud, as a queen that was unthinkable! But to herself she dared too as long as nobody else was there....
But would the past keep her imprisoned forever? or would she find a way to break from it all and give once again a chance, when it comes along?
She sighed and shook her head while she laughed bitterly.
No, not now, not ever!
She would never let any man get close to her like that again, no even if their body is filthy delicious sin and the sex is otherworldly!.....
¨I just can´t!¨ she muttered before turning away and walking back inside her room again.
Inside she walked over to her wardrobe cabinet and changed into a silk sleeping dress before she opened the secret passage to her sex dungeon.
Inside the room she found Micah fast asleep on the king sized bed and watched him, breathing slowly and steady. As she kept on watching while trying to come up with some sort of plan, to make him start talking about the gemstones and how to punish him for it besides him being her personal sex slave.
Because she loved having his thick cock buried deep inside her, does not change the fact that he was still a thief and thieves needed to be punished!
After one last look and a slight inhale of his scent and squeeze on his already semi hard member she removed her eyes from his sleeping form and went back into her own room and went to bed, hoping that by the next sunset she would have some idea of how to make her new slave start talking. So with that hope in mind, she closed her eyes slowly and drifted of into dreamland.
The following morning Micah woke up to a sudden feeling of somebody watching....
"Morning" the queen said while she stared at him from her chair beside the bed he lay on.
Micah blinked his eyes a couple of times, feeling not like himself at all as he looked up at the crazy but entizing woman that kept him prison.
"Give me water!" he demanded after a slight cough. The tempreatire here in this place was not worling well for him. He was used to warm, sunny weather with sometimes some rain but not this extreme cold.
Without saying a word but with a raised eyebrow, the queen came back with a glass filled with icey water which he gulped down all in one, making goose bumps appear over his arms because of the chilling feeling it gave him.
"Why did you steel from me?!" she suddenly asked him out of nowhere.
"Steel? what are you taling about woman? i did not steel anithing from you, i do not even know who you are or where i am so how can i possibly do such a thing?" he replied with a scowl on his face.
The queen smirked but the smirk did not reach her cold gaze which rested upon him.
"You really want to play that game with me huh? well let me tell you, my slave, you are on my ground so you do as i say if you value your life, understood?" she answered with her piercing gaze upon him, making him slighty nervous as he felt a weird feeling in his body appear...
He swallowed as he closed his eyes for a moment to think propperly as to come up with something that would made this strange woman give him the awnsers he so desperadly needed and wanted....
"Please, i do not understand anything of what happened, how i got here, who you are and why you were in my dreams? and what is it that i supposed to have stolen from you, please explain yourself because, right now, nothing makes sense, since the moment i woke up in this place....wherever this is! and i am freezing to death here of the cold so can i please have some clothes as well or a blanket at least to keep me warm?" Micah pleaded, having decided that for now he would try to indulge this woman with beging her, eventhough that made his stomach turn since that was NOT in his nature, a Don who begged a woman, NEVER! but he knows that right this moment was not the time to ponder on that and just do it, as a way to survive this nightmare he had found himself in!
Seconds past and turned into minutes as silence hung between them as a thick blanked with no response coming from the queen....until she suddenly stood up, walked over to a cabinet close to the window and opened the top drawer of it.
Micah tried to se what she was doing but her back mostly hid her hands so he waited impatiently, praying in silence, hoping that she would finally give him some awnsers, but when she turned around slowly his eyes widen in shock upon seeing what she had in her hands, mking him gulp.....
Had she now really lost her marbles?!! he thought by himself as his eyes flickered between her face, which showed no emotion, non other than ice cold calculation shining in her grey orbs and the small silver knife clucthed in her hands of which the razor sharp blade, reflected the first rays of sunlight as she held it up and pointed it in his direction, making little dropplets of sweat starting to appear on his forehead as he watched her slowly walking up to him as a lioness who stalked her prey.....