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He saw what he had expected: fear mostly and pain of course, the raw emotions of any wounded animal. But there was something there that surprised him. It wasn't courage exactly, somehow that was the wrong word for it. Discipline. Some kind of tenacious inner strength that was unusual in someone so young. This was a girl who exerted an enormous amount of control over herself. All of it working overtime not to panic.
And yet, at the same time, she looked so impossibly fragile. Her wide blue eyes were so open, the fear so close to the surface it seemed like he could touch it if he were a bit closer. There were no walls up at all, no hint that she knew she should try not to look so much like prey. And the grip she had on herself, cost her dearly. Something inside of her seemed to be burning far too hot. Flames licking the feet of some virgin martyr.
His cock stiffened in his trousers.
“You heard my name.”
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29 Aug 2024
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My fingers came up and gently trailed along the black marker marring my skin. My eyes lowered. It wasn’t the large, black, boldly displayed letters that spelled out the word WHORE across my chest that had me truly crippled with fear in that moment, but the letters printed beneath them, below my belly, across my lower abdomen… large, menacing... a word with more far reaching implications than the simple derogatory insult someone who would drug and rape a woman might throw at them. No, this was far more unsettling, far more frightening. Drawn across my lower bellow, just above the neatly groomed curls nestled between my legs, written in black maker, in capital letters, was the word MINE.
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23 Oct 2024
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Raised by an abusive, religious zealot father, Ezra has fought for control her entire life. After cutting contact with her past, she begins working as a dominatrix to help put herself through school. Now in her Senior year, having been accepted into the honors program, she finally feels ahead and is able to leave sex work behind. Everything is going as planned. She controls her money, her education - she even controls certain men. But all of that is turned on its head as a series of events thrust her into the orbit the sadistic and controlling Theodore Mercer, who has plans for her of his own.
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25 Oct 2024
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“Godfather.” She huffed into her knee, eyes a little roll that settled on the checkerboard of the floor. “I didn't even know you existed until today.”
He rumbled with noise, something low in his throat like a groan. Exasperated. Head shaking in her peripheral like all the times Daddy had dismissed something she said. An oddly familiar gesture that knit in her brow, laced it together.
“Well...the sooner I get this place fixed, the sooner you can have it back to yourself, alright?”
The checkerboard started to melt in her vision, blurred with held back tears and the desire to sleep. Wake up and have all of this just be a bad dream. Nothing but a vapor she got to yawn away on her way downstairs. Coffee dripping on the stove, chickens clucking and running around happily.
Maybe it would go fast. Painless.
“Yeah...” Her voice was light, defeated. Gaze still steady on the floor. “Yeah I guess so.”
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04 Dec 2024
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Ellie slips the photo out of the back of her phone, it’s folded and creased between her mother’s seventeen-year-old face and the boy beside her. They’re both looking into the camera, both grinning, both a bit blurred by the glow of streetlights behind them. A snapshot in time, a freeze-frame moment from seventeen years ago… she’s been staring at it so long that her mother and the boy blur together until Ellie finds herself in the smear of it. (His smile, the dimples that sit in the edges of a sharp-toothed grin. Her mother’s hair, the curve of her cheek and nose.)
The train lurches as it slows and Ellie tucks the photo into the back of her phone again with unsteady fingers as she pushes to her feet. Some of the other people in the car do the same. It’s late enough that she’s aware she doesn’t quite blend in, too young looking in sneakers and leggings and one of her school sweaters, but she’s got pepper spray hanging from a keyring jangling around her wrist and she’s too nervous about meeting him to worry about anything else.
The paper crinkles in her hands and she looks down at it again, just as the subway doors open on a rush of warm, stale air. His name, in blue ink.
Nicolas Cordova
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14 Dec 2024