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49- Mirror therapy

Author: Ahsia Risan
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-28 21:38:03

Arielle.

The days blurred into weeks and still every morning before the sun had even fully pushed its face over the horizon they dragged me out of bed and shoved me toward the training grounds.

The air was always too cold and my bones always too heavy and though I tried to stand tall, my steps always dragged. My body ached in places I didn’t even know could hurt the soreness burrowing deep in my thighs my arms trembling with weakness and my back constantly throbbing under the weight of the little life I carried.

No matter how many times Thomas demonstrated a stance, no matter how carefully he repeated the movements my body refused to obey. My legs wobbled when they were supposed to be firm and my fists opened when they were supposed to stay tight and my balance collapsed like I had never walked on two feet before.

And though Kael’s shadowy presence at the edges of the field always kept the laughter from growing too loud, the whispers still reached me. The word bastard hung in the
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    Arielle. I spent the morning in a half-daze my books open in front of me but my mind somewhere else entirely. Every time I tried to focus on notes or diagrams, my thoughts drifted back to the same thing. That dream. That punishment!!! The way Kael had looked at me and how my body had responded despite my mind screaming at me not to. I shook my head, trying to push it away but it clung to me like a shadow. I could feel heat rising to my cheeks as I scribbled down my lecture notes pretending to be absorbed. I wasn’t fooling anyone, least of all Diane who was sitting across from me in the library pretending to read while clearly watching me like a hawk.“You’ve been distracted all morning.” she said finally her tone light but with a sharp edge that told me she wasn’t letting me off easy. I blinked startled then tried to focus on my notebook again.“I’m fine.” I mumbled hoping my voice sounded casual.Diane snorted softly leaning forward with her elbows on the table. “Yeah, you’re fin

  • Claimed By His Daddy (Stripper/Nerd)   72: Shameful part

    Arielle. The morning light was too bright almost cruel. I had barely slept after that dream tossing in damp sheets wifj my skin still hot like it carried the ghost of Kael’s hand. Every time I shut my eyes, I saw him again with that expressionless mask turning sharp with command, that voice cutting through me that laugh when he realized what my body was doing against his thigh. My thighs clenched under the blanket just remembering and I cursed at myself under my breath.It was only a dream. Nothing real. Nothing he would ever know about. But the shame of it clung to me like smoke wrapping around my throat until I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.By the time I dressed and made my way to the dining hall, I already knew I looked a mess. My hair was neat enough my clothes the same as always but there was no hiding the faint flush on my cheeks or the way my steps faltered every time I thought of his hand striking me. Worse I could smell him before I saw him. His scent hit me

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    Arielle. That night, sleep did not come easily. I tossed beneath the sheets my body exhausted but my mind refusing to quiet. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kael’s face in the training yard and the way his eyes had darkened when I defied him in front of everyone witj the way his voice had dropped into that terrifying promise that seemed to brand itself into my skin. I kept telling myself it was only intimidation only a game of power only another battle of pride. But when sleep finally dragged me under, it was his shadow I fell into.The dream started like a memory, like I was back in his study. The air smelled faintly of leather and smoke, the curtains heavy and light dim. Kael was there seated in his chair with that same expressionless mask he wore when he wanted me unsettled. His gaze found me immediately sharp and unrelenting and in the dream I felt my knees weaken as if my body already knew what was coming.“You think defiance has no consequence.” he said in his voice that

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  • Claimed By His Daddy (Stripper/Nerd)   68- Deeper punishment

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