Follow up Just as he fired, I dropped to the ground, sending my gun skittering along the floor. Muffled screams filled the room as I scrambled backwards. My back hit the cage and I felt her banging against the back of it. The door shut and I heard heavy footsteps approaching. I kept my penlight …
Follow up Here I was, following a hunch. I didn’t tell Mick where I was going when I left the station, determined not to say too much in case I was wrong. No need to bring the Calvary to an empty warehouse. It wasn’t quite a warehouse I pulled up to fifteen minutes later though. …
Follow along It had been over a week since he let me go. My back throbbed less, but I couldn’t stop myself from reaching back to touch it when I changed the bandage. I also couldn’t help masturbating every night to thoughts of him fucking me as he hurt me again. There was no time …
Follow along I felt the throb of the word he carved into my back. He etched slowly, I couldn’t quite figure out what, the pain and desire clouding my brain. He’d found a kink I didn’t know existed and played with it. The way his body pressed into mine as he’d worked had sent me …
Follow along “Let’s begin again, detective. I’m here because you want me here.” “I…” “Don’t worry. I know what you want. I’ve known since the moment we met.” This moment was surreal. He sat across from me, looking every inch the picture of a cat who got its cream. I couldn’t decide if I would …
Follow up A month had passed. A month of me looking over my fucking shoulder, waiting for him to come to me again. Secretly longing for it and waking in the middle of the night gasping with that need. It had been quiet in homicide. The usual cases came through, distracting me from the thoughts …
Follow along “Aren’t you a pretty thing…” I had to be dreaming. I struggled to wake, but something kept pulling me back down into sleep. Fingertips traced my face, then my lips. I parted them and I felt the touch on my tongue. Before my mouth could close, could taste his skin, the finger moved …
Follow along “I’ve been a bad girl and he’s helping me to be better. I’m learning what it means to be good. It’s sitting up straight, eating my vegetables, and doing everything he tells me to. I am safe–“ The writing is shaky, the letters barely legible at points. I sit it down and glanced …
Follow along Bare mattress on a bolted down metal cot, and naked walls with a single lightbulb dangling from the ceiling. The light didn’t extend back enough to illuminate the entire cell, but I was able to make out his form on the cot. “How very Silence of the Lambs.” His voice pierced the silence, …
“May I have a cup of coffee?” He was awful calm for a man covered in blood. The smile he gave was all teeth, chilling me. “Grab him a cup, a small one.” My partner rose from his chair and exited without a word. The click of the door echoed in the silent room. I …