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The Dark Man Part 1this story is part of the FanClub (fm:male domination, 12649 words) [1/7] show all parts

Author: Dark_Lord
Added: Apr 09 2008Views / Reads: 1030 / 830 [81%]Part vote: 9.22 (9 votes)
Darren Sharpe is the owner of an exclusive D/s club called The House. This is an introduction to him and the people in his life and their relationships. Feedback appreciated especially since I would like to continue this line.
 


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The Dark Man.

Darren Sharpe woke up to the darkness with a gasp, his right hand clapped to the long ragged scar that ran down his face from just under his left eye. "Fucking dreams." He whispered to the empty bedroom. He could still smell the blood. Blood, loneliness and the darkness within himself. He had the same dream every few nights; complete darkness enveloping him, swallowing him and in that darkness he could hear the terror-filled screams - asexual - and he could smell blood. There was nothing he could do the darkness filled and swallowed him but it also paralyzed him. Trying to move in his dreams was like attempting to run through a vat of cement. Eventually the screams of fear became screams of mortal pain, the metallic smell of blood became stronger, closer until he woke, panting.

Sitting up, Darren ran his fingers through his short hair and looked at the digital clock on his nightstand. The ghostly green glowing told him that it was eight p.m. Time to get up and go to work. With a sigh, Darren slid his bulk out of his king-sized bed and switched on the overhead lights. He wore only pajama bottoms and goose bumps ran across his thick upper body. Darren Sharpe stood six feet five inches tall and weighed two hundred and sixty pounds. His light brown hair was cut close to his skull a little longer than a crew cut. His eyes were wide, jet black and his facial features were broad, strong. His nose was misshapen, the results of having been broken several times. With the ...

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