Hearing the foosteps across the carpet my eyes clear enough for me to see you bending down near my face. Mind is a clutter of anger, anxiety and fear but mostly fear now as it seems i have been trapped this way for hours. Hands stopped moving at the same time my legs went still. The only movement that could be seen or heard was my chest rising slightly and the raspy sounds from my mouth. Turning my face away i concentrated on the lower bottom side of the rather large wooden desk as all i could do was meekly speak.
"Yes Miss i will obey every order you wish me of me.."
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I stalk the night, looking for her
My next victim to take away from here
She will be the prize to my collection
A joy for me to hold and use at my discretion
I belong to the night, stalking it and surveying
taking what I need to suffice my desires
I am the NightStalker
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