"Yes Kitten?" He hummed as he twirled my hair around his finger.
"May I ask you something?"
"You already did." He chuckled, "But go on. Ask me."
"What- what is your name, Master?" I waited, scared that he might get angry and decide to punish me again but he didn't. He stiffened though, and dropped his hand from my hair. I instantly regretted opening my mouth.
I heard him sigh before he started pushing me away. I freaked out and held onto his arm. Frantic and scared that he might punish me or worse, leave me alone in this room I started apologizing when he spoke.
"To you, my name is Master. That's what you call me. Don't ask my name again. It's not for you."
Nineteen year old Arlette Jane Sawyer finds herself stuck between dangerous men constantly putting her in dangerous situations with only one ally: her captor.
Trigger Warning ⚠:
Some scenes may include situations that might be triggering to some like cutting/suicide attempts etc.
Rape, violence, physical and mental abuse, mature content, intimate scenes and explicit language.
Read at your own risk, you have been warned.