MALEVOLENCE

Cassandra makes a snorting sound and quickly looks over at where the men are standing and talking to each other. "Do you mean the movie Dances With Wolves? That's a very significant character that you should know, Selenebella. "

I look at her. Okay "Who is he? "

"He whispers 'The Barbarian King'. " His name is Dances With Wolves. (Simple Words: He is called Dances With Wolves. ) I believe that Three Horses is considering something. oh,

"What" I whispered angrily. "What is this? Specifically, what are they trying to communicate? "

Cassandra does not pay attention to me. I have only been with Dances With Wolves one time. He looked attractive, but he got furious easily, just like a bull in a red room.

"Cassandra, what are they talking about?" 

She stands up and moves towards the strong man, holding onto his arm and speaking sensually to him. I am surprised and confused, sitting on the ground next to Michelle. I don't understand the language they speak, and it bothers me that Cassandra is so eager.

Three horses come over to where I am sitting. Michelle moves back in fear; the uncivilized person looks at her with contempt before forcefully pulling my arm and making me stand up. "You need to come with me. "

I am surprised as he takes me with him. I press my foot without shoes onto the hard floor and pull us both to a sudden stop. Three horses appear to be irritated. "Do you understand and speak the language that most people use?"

"I don't have enough time to talk and relax, I need to hurry and run away. " Three horses warn me, saying "He is waiting for you. " 

You are fortunate to have the opportunity to help him.

I get surprised and feel excited. I quickly pull my arm away from his hold. He gets surprised and mad, and then he faces the opposite direction. "No, I won't go. "

The girls in the room are shocked and everything becomes quiet. Before I could sign up, Three Horses slapped me on the face. I am extremely shocked and in a lot of pain. I am holding onto my lip which is now split open. Blood is coming out of me and dropping onto my chin.

"He says, don't talk to me like that," he shouts. "You don't speak like that with your master. " You are fortunate that I am not your boss, Kariya.

I feel dizzy after he hits me hard, and I can barely move as he takes hold of my arm and brings me along the hallway. They are black, very warm, and quite lengthy. I can't tell where I'm going. Torches light up the walls made of stone. This lets me see the cobwebs and blood stains on the bricks.

This place is the scariest thing I can imagine, this place is like living in a horrible nightmare.

There is a large room on the other side of the hallway, protected by two impressive doors. I can see a weak light from a fire coming through the bottom of the doors. I can also hear the gentle sound of wine glasses and jewelry.

Three horses tap on the door and say something in their language to the person inside. A low and rich voice comes from inside. 

Three horses open the door forcefully and make me fall onto the ground.

I take a quick breath and put my hands in front of me to stop myself from hitting the ground. There is a very big chair made of animal skin in front of the fire. I can't see the face of my new boss. I can only see his very big, brownish arm with tattoos and strong muscles.

Three horses walk up to the front and start talking to their owner. "He thought she might make you happy," he says. They are laughing, and Three Horses is showing the person in charge the bag of things they took from my house. Complicated china dishes, pots, valuable gems, gold, and fancy silver cups. I make a deep angry sound because I am disgusted.

"The person in the chair says 'I will outsmart you,' and Three Horses is already leaving through the door. " I am still lying down on the floor. I am too weak to escape, but I still have the fierce spirit of a tiger in my eyes and heart.

He gets up from his chair, standing at a very tall height of almost seven feet, and gazes down at me. It is dark and I cannot see his face or how much he might be disgusted with me. I rise to my knees and turn my head away from him. "He says they call you 

Tiger Claw," he murmurs. "Do you understand why? " I shake my head, still refusing to look at him.

"They think you are powerful," the Barbarian concludes. "A strong man requires a strong woman. "

He tightly grabs my hair with his hand, and I flinch, expecting a painful pull. But it never happens. He softly moves my head to face his.

He is the most handsome man I have ever seen. His hair is long and tightly woven into a braid that reaches his hips. His eyes are very dark and his eyelashes are also very dark, which makes his face appear darker. He has thick reddish-brown lips, a small split in his noticeable chin, and sharp cheekbones that make his masculine face look perfectly shaped in the light of the fire.

His big finger touches my lip and gets in contact with the blood. "He is asking me, 'How are you doing this? '" I am really surprised and unable to speak. I quickly look at the door. "Can you tell me about three horses"

I agree by slightly moving my head, and he clenches his teeth together tightly. "He complains and pulls me up by my arm, saying that he should punish his prostitutes."

I am standing weakly in front of him, feeling uncomfortable in my dirty red dress. He steps away and gazes at me. He takes off his furry vest, showing a big strong chest and stomach that were so prominent that they looked like they could grate cheese. I stop myself from fainting because this man is extremely attractive.

All of a sudden, he quickly lifts his hand and rips a piece of my red silk dress. I scream and move away from him. "What do you think you are doing? " I angrily whisper at him in fear. He tilts his head, not completely understanding. He moves his hands to his waist to untie the piece of cloth that was covering his private parts from me.

"No" I raised my hands to stop him from moving. I went back to where the barbarian slept and held onto the furry blankets.

He stares at me as if I have three extra heads on my neck. " he asks, feeling confused. "Any objections?"

His hands drop from his clothing as he squints and bites his lip. I feel my heart beating fast. He approaches me fast and I shout, attempting to move away, but I am not fast enough.

He forces me down onto the bed, pulling up my skirt and trying to remove my underwear. "Stay quiet" he shouts.

I am crying when he puts a finger inside me. He makes a sound like he has been thinking about something for a long time and just now figured out the answer. He removes his finger from me and puts it in his mouth. He opens his lips and twirls his finger-covered 

in the juice inside his mouth.

I don't move or make a sound, I'm very surprised by what he's doing. Flames burn near my private area while I see him stare into my eyes and eagerly suck my juice from his finger as if it were a fancy drink. It was the most exciting and sensual experience I had ever had in my whole life.

He removed his finger from his mouth and placed his hand beside my head. "He said the word 'Virgin' quietly and then laughed loudly. " He moves away from me while still laughing. He tossed a bunch of fur towards her while taking a sip from his glass of wine. Put on your clothes, Budurwa. I will not sleep with you tonight.

He goes back to sitting in his chair. My heart beats faster and faster. This is how things were for me. I was in a castle where barbarians lived. I was sitting in the corner of a room in a torn red dress, acting as a prostitute for one of the barbarians.

I'm unable to do this.

I refuse to do this.