Marked by the Old God

Marked by the Old God Marked by the Old God

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Marie wasn't just marked by a god she was marked by the god. What did he want from her? Did she have the strength or courage to say no to him? Would her friends help her or lead her down the wrong path straight into the arms of the god who wished to have her as his own.

Summary

Marie wasn't just marked by a god she was marked by the god. What did he want from her? Did she have the strength or courage to say no to him? Would her friends help her or lead her down the wrong path straight into the arms of the god who wished to have her as his own.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Marked by the Old God

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Marie wasn't just marked by a god she was marked by the god. What did he want from her? Did she have the strength or courage to say no to him? Would her friends help her or lead her down the wrong path straight into the arms of the god who wished to have her as his own.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: August 12, 2014

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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~~Marie love Marrow Creek Park, it over looked the harbor below on good clear days. It of course was one of those clear days that showed off the beauty of the harbor that sat bellow. Marie was more than excited to get her small round ass up to Marrow Creek Park to start on another one of her many paintings that she sold at the art gallery down town. Marie had already been in Marrow Creek Park for over four hours now sketching things like the two joggers that had passed her by talking about the beautiful weather or the elderly man and his grandson trying to unwind their messed up kit. Marie wasn’t alone in the park which was fine with her. She smiled sketching out the surroundings before she began to paint the beauty that was the sky. It was like a rainbow of colors, from bright red to an orange then a purplish color to a deep solid blue that would eventually be the night sky.

Marie enjoyed this time of day when the sky painted itself with colors to beautiful for a human to mimic. She leaned into the canvas that sat in front of her and began to put the paint on it to mimic the beauty of the harbor that sat below. The harbor was almost abandoned completely and if you were there it would have creeped you out to no degree, but the eerie beauty called to Marie’s brushes. There had been warnings that it was going to rain today but it was too beautiful all day to take the fear of rain to heart when suddenly she felt a drop of rain land on her hand. Another drop of rain dropped down between her breasts. She looked up at the sky and there wasn’t any sign of rain which made her wrinkle her nose and look down between her large bosom.

Marie’s eyes went wide she couldn’t believe it that rain drop between her large breasts wasn’t clear but red like blood. Did she somehow bleed? She swiped the water away and let it rub between her fingers. It was thin like water so she wondered what it was. Marie looked down at where the small drop of water had landed and frowned. That drop of red water had left a red stain between her breasts and she licked her thumb and began to rub it as if that was how she could rid herself of that stain. Marie sighed long and softly in frustration with the fact she was going to have to wait till she got home to rid herself of the stain.

Now wasn’t the time to worry about that stain that sat between her breast it was time to work on her painting. The lighting was perfect and the scene was changing. If she didn’t hurry it would be too late. Her fingers wrapped around the small paint brushes switching them every once in a while if needed and painting the picture that caught her eyes. ‘Caw-c-caw’ a crow called loudly making her head turn in its direction. Marie loved Crows they were dark and beautiful, the fact that if you looked at them long enough they weren’t just black but they had that shinny look that showed blue and purple in their feathers. They may be scary to others but she found them oddly appealing. She watched the crow as it watched her and deep down she prayed it wouldn’t move. She wanted so badly to add it to her painting. She dipped her brush into the paint and began to add it. She looked at the canvas as she drew the crow in her painting and when she was done she looked up and smiled “Now your forever immortalized.” She grinned widely “In my painting.” She pushed her long black hair behind her ear.

She looked back over to the harbor that she was drawing and smiled at the flock of geese that were flying across the sky. Then suddenly they broke up as if something flew throw them. She narrowed her eyes looking for whatever it was but saw nothing.

It happened so quickly a gust of wind swept through the park. Marie watched it happen, it caught the single grass blades making them bend at its will and then up to her where it grabbed hold of her two small paint brushes that she let sit on the stool next to her. They went flying away from Marie as she reached out to grab them. “Shit!” Marie muttered thinking about going after them. She shook her head she needed to finish the painting and it wasn’t like the brushes were going to go too far… right? “I’ll just get you later.” She told herself and the two brushes as she continued on the painting.

Marie finished the painting or at least to the point she thought it was passable to be put out into the world. She smiled looking it over. There in the front was that large beautiful crow she had seen earlier. It was eerie and had the panting looking a little darker then what she first wanted it to look like. Marie pushed the chair she sat in back and stood up stretching her body. Her back cracked as she stretched and she smiled. “Well I guess I sat to long.” She chuckled and started putting her things away. “Crap my brushes!” she remembered and looked around

There they were about maybe five yards away from here. She ran over to them with glee in her eyes she was happy to have them in her reach and hadn’t forgotten them. Marie bent down and grabbed the two paintbrushes that had been crossed over each other in an X pattern. “X marks your spot?” she said with a grin. The hair on the back of her neck stood at attention and she shivered it was like someone was watching her. She stood up and took a step back in fear. She didn’t know why fear swept thru her body but it did. Her eyes scanned the area searching for the person or thing that gave her the shivers. Her eyes caught it a figurer standing in the woods. It made her take a few more steps back as it watched her. It looked to be male but she wasn’t sure. She couldn’t see his face but she knew he was staring her down.

Marie crossed her arms over her breasts hiding them. She felt like that was what this man was staring at and it made her nervous. Fear and uneasiness swept over Marie’s body. This man could literally pick her up like a rage doll, throw her against a tree and rape her. There wouldn’t be anyone there to help her or stop him from using her. She swallowed the large lump that got stuck in her throat. She didn’t take her eyes off of him if he moved towards her she was going to run and leave everything there. This man was tall over six feet tall he was very manly looking without being able to see his face.

“When you come next sunset, wear a black jean miniskirt, and garters.” His said or more like demanded. Her eyes went wide his voice was deep and gravely. He ran off into the woods leaving an emptiness of sounds. It was horrifying to think he wanted her to dress like that ‘why would I dress like that?’ she asked herself. She wanted to tell him off but he was too quick to run away. ‘Yeah that’s right you better run.’ She said to herself like she could really hurt him if he stayed. She would never dress like that for him even if he paid her. She turned on her heels and quickly packed everything away into a bag and carried the canvas and bag back to her car in a full on sprint.

Marie made it to her car and pulled her keys out of her pocket looking around just in case Mister Creepy appeared out of nowhere. She unlocked the doors tossing her things in the back seat and placing the painting in softly so not to ruin it. She looked over the painting making sure she didn’t ruin it while she ran to the car and smiled. It was still perfect.

Marie thought about what the man said. He wanted her to wear something so unlike her to the park. She wondered if she would do as he asked her too and shook her head not then thought more about it. Maybe she would.

Marie climbed into her car and drove home at the speed it was supposed to go. Marie wasn’t going to get a ticket not today or ever if she could help it.

Marie was nineteen years old and had finally talked her parents into letting her move out. There was however a condition if she wanted to move out she’d have to move into one of her fathers homes that he owned around the neighborhood. She of course agreed which meant her parents could keep her close and watch her if they needed too. When she moved into her new home she was beyond happy at the fact it was two hours away so it wasn’t like her parents would come running every day to come see her. She enjoyed living on her own… maybe not on her own but close enough.

Marie pulled up to the small single level ranch and grinned as she pulled into the garage that was attached to the white house. Marie parked climbed out grabbed her keys, canvas, and bag and made her way up the few steps into the house pressing a button closing the garage doors. She walked into the house and heard the barking of her dog Maximus and the scratching on the door. She knew her dog Max was more than ready to run around. “I’m coming!” she called out to Max setting her bag down on the couch and then set her painting up against the wall for it to dry.

Marie pulled the wash room door open and Maximus cam running out and jumped on her leg trying to get his owner to pick him up. “Aw hi Max.” she bent down into a squat and petted her puppy. Maximus was a black Pomeranian with a napoleon complex. She chuckled as he licked her face repeatedly excited to see her.

“Today was an interesting day Maximus.” She told him petting him and walked over to the couch sitting down with him in her lap. He sat there looking up at her as she told him about her day and she tapped his small head and he took off in a full on dash like he was ready to play. Marie wondered if she had a garter belt and a bark jean miniskirt.


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