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54 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 24, 2011
“I knew I picked the right one.”


My eyes met his. “I will fight you, and I will run. And unless you kill me, some day I will escape. Count on it.”
He shook his head. “I’m not sure whether I find you stupid or endearing.”

I was kept in a constant erotically buzzed state, so desperate to please them both, to come, to be used by them, I would have forgotten my own name had they not used it regularly when speaking to me.

I’d given myself over to the wildness. I guess it was my new way of fighting back. Becoming determined to enjoy myself so they couldn’t break me to the point where I couldn’t escape later. If I reveled in it, I remained in control. At least in my own mind, even if nowhere else.


"Annabelle."
He spoke my full name, tasting it in his mouth. From him, it sounded like both a blessing and a curse, a sunny afternoon and a devastating windstorm at once.


"Make tears for me, Annabelle. I want to see them."

When you really thought about it, crying was a rather bizarre thing for any creature to be capable of. What purpose did it serve other than revealing too much?





