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Author: Kiko
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He pulled me off the floor with his wrists, and, in one swift motion, hung my wrists on a bedpost until I was precariously standing on my toes. Hanging huge exposed there; My whole body is tensed to a close - everything is exposed, my breathing becomes rapid. He roughly grabbed my face, “Do you know what your problem is, pet? She still hadn't learned to choose wisely. Dinner would have been different, but you chose this.”

I have prepared a sly reply on the tip of my tongue. The words would make him as angry as I terrified, but then he kissed me. The kiss was intense, possessive, with the intention of smothering the criticism in its infancy. There's no glancing tongue here; he was too smart to do that, but just pressed his full lips against mine. It ended before I had a chance to react.

He walked over to the cart where the food had been left and rummaged through a black bag. My eyes widened. Where the hell is that thing? There is nothing in the world as ominous as a black bag, a blac
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