"Do you really hate me that much that you cant even ride with me?" She asked.
I sighed. "I dont hate you, I just get annoyed by you. . ."
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"If I ride with you will you shut up?"
"I cant promise that mama's, but I can be a little less annoying if you do." She said and I sighed.
I didnt trust riding with her, but I also didnt wanna go home soaked from the rain.
"Fine, but dont try anything funny. . ."
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"Hello?"
"Did claudia answer your call? Did she pick you up?"
"No she didnt, I caught a ride with. . .someone else."
"And who would that be. . ?"
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"Um billie, where the fuck are we going?"
"To your house babygirl."
"This isnt the way to my house though."
"Its a short cut, relax mama's."
"No! The directions I was giving you WAS the short cut to my house!" I said getting irritated as she pulled into an area that I was completely unfamiliar with. "Billie, where the fuc-" was the last thing I remembered saying before she put a white cloth to my face causing me to black out completely.
She chuckles. "Sweet dreams, kitten. . ."
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I woke up.
But my vision was blurred by my tears that I tried to blink away.
I wanted to move.
But my arms and legs had no feeling in them.
It was all coming back to me now.
Claudia, the party, Billie-
Billie.
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She grabs a hold of my neck. "Now, listen to me and listen good princess. Incase you have forgotten, I own you now, and the only way you're gonna get to see your precious family and friends again, is if I send your body in a casket to them. Now, do you understand?"
I had no choice.
I belonged to her now.
I wince quickly nodding my head as she lets out a deep chuckle. "Such a good little girl you are, now you get a reward for being so obedient. . ."
When I met her, I fell in love with her smile. With her laugh, which she gave so free and loud, or soft and breathy in my ear. I'd fallen in love with her hands as they traced the air in front of my favorite paintings. With her fingertips as they braided her soft black hair. I'd fallen in love with her icy blue eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the smell of her spicy sweet perfume at the hollow of her throat, poisonous to me.
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Lucy Stewart is a textile artist in love with art of all kinds, but especially those that play on dark emotions. While sitting in a museum one evening, one of her very favorite such artists steps into her life. Together, they will create an art form neither of them have yet to experience alone...
**New parts published on Wednesdays and Saturday's**
CONTAINS: graphic consensual sex, language, kink
Trigger warnings will be listed at the top of each chapter (there won't be many)