She pulled my hair down so that my face is facing her. Before I realized she kept her lips pressing hard against mine.I can feel her warm breath runni...g down my mouth as I was desperate for some air. After a while, she bit my lower lip so hard that I got a bruise on my inner lip. I was bewildered and at the same time taken aback to grasp what is going on. My lip is occasionally sending me pain signals.When I tell my self that she really kissed me, my body went into this weird state of happiness. I have long black and pink hair, and I have my septum, lip (snakebites) and nipples peirced (just to give you a visual). The first day back from my Christmas break, I walked into my favorite class (World Geography) to get the shock of my life. My favorite teacher Mr. Cage was no where to be seen, and sitting in his chair behind his desk was a different man completely. I came to find out Mr. Cage had resigned and this was his replacement. As I stared him down I took in the details about him. His. So that is what we would do,walk about with champagne glasses on trays smilling while the guests chatted to each other,background music playing softly. As we walked around we would be touched by wandering hands,by both men and women,our naked bodies exposed and used by the wealthy clientele.Then an anouncement is made,a surprise auction is to be held with us to be sold to the highest bidder for the rest of the evening. The successful bidder would be alowed to use us for any non violent sexual. Her immediate assessment, however, was that Petra was not resourceful enough for him to be conniving a trap.“Free me and I will show you,” she sneered.Fauna was battle-tested. She had seen and done things that would give Petra night terrors. Life for her was a means of survival from the constant threat of mortal tyranny. Her pugnacious bloodthirst was born from necessity; a desideratum to eliminate the humans. And she did know magic. “I may be young and foolish,” he replied, “but I am no fool..