Prisoned: A Dark Twisted Erotic Standalone - Plot & Excerpts
Stiff was the second. Not just in my legs and arms, but in my jaw. It was like I had been chewing gum for weeks straight. Even my tongue hurt and the roof of my mouth. I didn’t know where all this aching had come from. It couldn’t have been from just sleeping on the floor. I’d been sleeping on it every night. I’d… It all came back to me as fast and as sharp as the slap Breath had given me across the face. The chair. The ropes. The clamping of my tongue. “Wrong question.” Garin’s screams. My eyes shot open. The only thought on my mind came flying out of my lips, “Garin!” “I’m here,” he said. He was standing in front of the sink. I could relax a little now. He must have been the one who tucked me under the blankets and folded one under my head. But had he gotten me dressed? I feared that was Breath. That those vile, repulsive fingers had grazed my skin while he slipped my clothes back on. I was worried his fingers weren’t the only things that had touched me…or dropped on me.
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