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* She sat upright in the middle of my bed, knees drawn to her chest, eyes red and wet. The soft glow of her phone screen lit her face. The moment the door clicked shut she looked up. “Kara…” I whispered. “Lily, where did you disappear to?” Her voice cracked. “I woke up and you were gone. I had a bad dream about you—something was wrong, you were hurt, and I couldn’t find you. Please don’t scare me like that again.” Tears spilled down her cheeks. Before I could answer she scrambled forward and hugged me tightly, arms locked around my neck, face pressed into my shoulder. I could feel her shaking. “I won’t. I’m sorry,” I whispered, rubbing her back. Guilt twisted hard in my chest. I still smelled faintly of chlorine and sex. “I just went downstairs for water. I couldn’t sleep. I’m here now.” I whispered telling a total lie…. She held on for a long time before finally letting go. We lay down side by side. Kara eventually drifted off again with her hand still loosely holding my wris

Lily P O V I stayed in the bathtub long after Mark left. His cum continue to leak from my ass in slow, warm trails that slid down the back of my thighs and pooled on the porcelain. My arms eventually gave out. I lowered myself until I was lying on my side inside the empty tub, robe half-draped over me, the diamond necklace still cold against my collarbone. The house remained quiet. No one came looking. At some point exhaustion pulled me under and I slept right there, bent and used, with my stepdad’s seed still inside me exactly the way he had ordered. Morning light woke me. My body ached in the familiar, filthy way…. I always love. I climbed out of the tub on stiff legs, turned on the shower, and stood under the hot water for a long time. Even after scrubbing, I still felt him there—an echo of the thick stretch, the heavy pulses when he finished. I dried off, pulled on soft shorts and an oversized shirt, and stepped back into my bedroom. Kara was already awake, in my roo

Lily P O. V I came downstairs wearing one of the decent dresses I had packed—still short, still light, still mine. The moment my foot touched the last step, Aunt Clara’s voice exploded across the open foyer. “No! Lily, you cannot wear that to the holy temple of the priest!” Every relative in the living room turned to stare. Rachel stood beside her mother looking angry…. Aunt Clara pointed a rigid finger at me. “Rachel, give her one of your decent gowns. Now.” Rachel disappeared upstairs and returned with a long, heavy garment folded over her arms. I had expected something modest but normal—maybe a simple midi dress. What she held out was a king-size flowing gown, enormous and shapeless, the fabric thick and dark, complete with a long matching scarf that could wrap around the entire head and still hang down the back. “No!” The word tore out of me before I could stop it. My stomach dropped. I felt almost traumatized looking at the mountain of cloth. “I’m not we

I finally ripped the heavy gown off my body. Then I pulled on the softest pair of pajamas I had packed—thin shorts that barely covered my ass and a matching top with a single row of buttons down the front. I kissed the diamond necklace on my neck When I stepped downstairs the living room lights were still on. The entire family sat in a circle with Bibles open. Family devotion. Rachel’s voice led a prayer in that same soft, holy tone she had used in church. I rolled my eyes so hard it almost hurt, then quickly schooled my face into something polite and slipped into an empty seat. I mouthed the words when they prayed. I nodded when Aunt Clara spoke about obedience. The moment the final amen was said I stood, murmured a quiet goodnight, and walked away before anyone could ask me another question about the sermon.Well Sleep never came.I lay on the guest bed staring at the ceiling, the mansion felt too. My mind drifted straight to Mark. He had been born into this kind of family

Lily P O V Morning light cut through the curtains. Aunt Ruth’s fist hammered on my door this time around…. “Lily! Prayers! Get down here now!”I didn’t even answer. I stayed under the covers until her footsteps faded, then dragged myself to the bathroom. Hot water washed away the dried mess between my legs from the cucumber. I dressed in a flare skirt that swayed around my thighs and a soft top that sat nicely on my chest. By the time I reached the living room, family devotion was almost finished. I slid into a seat at the edge and stared at the floor until the final amen.Aunt Clara looked at me with the same cold eyes. “My naming ceremony is this Friday. Today is Tuesday. At three o’clock you will follow your uncle to buy meat and spices. We are getting things gradually before Friday, Do not be late.”I nodded once.While everyone moved toward breakfast I stayed seated, replaying last night in my head. After I squirted I had heard footsteps. I opened the door just in time t