Fiona had been at the Home longer than most other girls- probably longer than all of the other girls, though she made an effort not to keep track. She had Awoken unusually early, barely past her teens. Her journey into submission had been swift and hard and wonderful, and by the time she was twenty-three, … Continue reading Chosen
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Calm
Calm. He was always so damn calm. She had tried to break through. First with her silence, then with her voice, raised, harsh, and angry. With her hands, balled into fists and pounding on him and getting no more reaction than if she were pounding against the ocean. She struck out again, with more force … Continue reading Calm
Acknowledging Imperfection 