Completely Yours
“I was scared that after the baby was born, you would go back to how you used to be. So I’ve been trying to do things that please you… so you would keep being nice to me.”
He stared at me silently. He tilted my chin higher, watching the tears fall down my face. His thumb brushed them away almost gently.
“You must have heard the rumors,” he said quietly. “That none of my sex slaves last past a month… because I kill them.”
I nodded, terrified. I had heard those stories before. They had haunted me for two years.
His finger brushed a strand of hair from my face.
“But with you, it feels different,” he continued. “Even though I could make you do whatever I wanted, yet I always made sure there was