Teeth and Claws

I am completely and devotedly in love for today I discovered it is composed of wrath and ire, tears and blood, how she made the blood tingle in my groin and if we had not been in public I would have grabbed her hair and made her mine. Minxie you creature of impetuous self destruction how like you to turn on the tiger with your kittenish claws and temper.

I accompanied my vexatious Aunt to Caspar’s so she might rant about the design of her engagement and while she occupied him I managed to corner minxie in a quiet place. My plan was to acquire her submission and get her to attend a little dinner with me as an intimate interlude would put her within my grasp and once there I would never let her go. However instead of the subdued creature I expected, my little minxie gave me a verbal beating worthy of any boardroom as she exhibited a fury that made passion boil my blood.

How I wanted to thrust her against the wall, rip her clothes off and make her scream for me but my old friend, an oaf I placed in Caspar’s care Caspar felt himself entitled to muscle in and protect this little lost lamb! Only the snarling vixen before me was no lamb, she was a roaring flame that set me alight with a desire I could barely contain. While a lesser being may have quailed at her raging and abuse it was but music to my ears for I had seen my delight as vanquished naught but mere putty in my hands to be molded as I pleased, instead I found myself in the presence of a wildcat ready to draw blood! How I longed to taste her in my mouth at that very moment but I feared she would see into me, realise just how much work I had put into her downfall and to give her this power can never be. My darling minxie-- my obsession-- my lust-- mine to possess! I will have you even if I must destroy every single person you speak to.

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